MessageA Poem by jamalEveryday we wait for a message, just so we can elevate from this greater lesson? Heated argument, like we lost the truth of our own conviction, so why do you take a minute just to sit down? Wonder several times why yesterday?, and tomorrow looks so so... clap and encore as you watch another person show. When did we forget our own heart beat, does this message give us something we may or may not need? Or remind us we can overcome definition of weak. do we over think? or did we just simply forget to breathe? Is the message the answer to our own fate, or a drop in a pond, passed by and never known, did you forget to be original as you always are? Not just another clone. Rewind back to the first lines, is the fear of the unknown the thing keeps you blind? When did us wanting something geater become a crime? Your own doubts creates a ladder with fragile sticks just for you to climb? So why do we drift like a shallow wind? Admire the outside, neglecting who we are from within. Why do we place boundaries on what we can and can not do? Just to cage freedom and truth? Circle all the way back, never truly understanding the fact, a lot of time has passed, still in wait for the message, with the same hallow laugh? Makes me wonder sometimes if hope is just another trap.
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StatsAuthorjamalSwedenAboutHi my name is Jamal, welcome to my page, take the time to read some of my work. Enjoy! more..Writing
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