Light in you.

Light in you.

A Poem by funeralmoon
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" Slience irritates me.... let the children raise their voices"

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Didn't they tell you..

 

 

Flowers of the sweetest kind

 

can be poisionous to your mind

 

 

Mama warned you

 

 

dont waste your time

 

or on a song, aint worth a dime.

 

 

They will tell you..

 

 

dont paint a picture of your mind

 

its just a waste of your time.

 

 

Soceity tells you..

 

 

dance little ones, to the beat of our song

 

ignore the heart telling you its wrong..

 

 

The soul tells you..

 

your bright enough, your good enough to sing, its your time

 

its your song now sing your rhyme..

 

 

Paint a picture of ugly baby

 

show me what the world shuns

 

born in the eyes of children

 

lives in our daughters and sons

 

 

they hide the music in their souls

 

with syhmponys of what may

 

let them become what we cannot

 

and see the light of a better day

© 2009 funeralmoon


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Woohoo.. let them sing, frolic, raise their voices, fiddle when their nervous without being picked on, make mistakes, move their chairs in class, talk back when it's sometimes appropriate (I mean if someone hits you.. shouldn't you be able to yell knock it off without getting detention or suspended? The one hitting should be punished) Let them have the freedom to be children to see the light of a better day.. singing to chase the darkness away! (Still need rules.. but Zero tolerance is baloney they aren't adults!) Loved this.. very charging and true!!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Very creative way to express the rupture of silence, every line as I read was stronger and more significant than the last one and I specially loved the very last stanza, "... with symphonies of wat may... and see the light of a better day". This ending, along with the whole poem's idea and message make this piece a very good and strong writing. Excellent work.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very nice, it is infectious to the unheard voices. To me this reigns as a poem to put out emotion of annoyance, of what the elders are doing to the voices, by ignoring the symphony of the children.
Solid peace, good job moon.
~D♥m♥~

Posted 14 Years Ago


oohh. very gripping. grabbed my attention and held it. very strong piece of work. very nice job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Woohoo.. let them sing, frolic, raise their voices, fiddle when their nervous without being picked on, make mistakes, move their chairs in class, talk back when it's sometimes appropriate (I mean if someone hits you.. shouldn't you be able to yell knock it off without getting detention or suspended? The one hitting should be punished) Let them have the freedom to be children to see the light of a better day.. singing to chase the darkness away! (Still need rules.. but Zero tolerance is baloney they aren't adults!) Loved this.. very charging and true!!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is officially my new favorite. Freakin mind blowing.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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We can only erase words, but not our past. I am a minimalist, who loves writing, painting, and nature. I write what I feel because it is a good outlet to channel my emotions through. I feel like.. more..

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