Grace

Tomorrow is a day of grace

We cannot come to

We will not face

But in this life

Of dreams un-weaved

We will not see      

What’s not perceived

We sore above

The mountain tops

In hopes of dreams

And fear

And loss

We leave our minds

Upon the shelf

And open up

Within ourselves

We look beyond

Our closest vision

And try our best

To find our mission

To help

To hope

To love

To care

To do what no one else

Would dare

To let it go

And let it be

All we want is

To be free

From hypocrisy

Democracy

And politically divine intervention

Technology

That lets us live

Beyond the years

That god has given

Us from the day

We were born

To not of life being torn

From your nimble grasp

I see

You will not recover

Will not be free

To live a life

Your parents dreamed

You’ll hurt so bad

But cannot scream

So you turn to

Intoxication

But find instead it’s

Suffocation

You cannot breath

The pain is worse

You must accept

Life is a curse

To not be broken

On this day

You may never know

Where you will lay

At the end of the night

Morning

Day

Believe in this

But to decay

Six feet into the ground

You lay

A buffet for insects

They’ll seize the day

And once you’re gone

You’ll be forgotten

In too few years

Your misbegotten

Children will say

Goodbye beloved

But tomorrow is

Another day

Of grace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Pikachu]

kindness a quality that is so hard to find these days it puts emphasis on the subject good write

[Coyote Poetry]

I believe life is good. Each day we can live in grace. Kindness and love is needed. There will be test and mistakes. We must learn and go forward. Life can be a good road trip. Can't allow the bad to overtake the good. I like the ending. Everyday is a chance to do something good. A excellent poem.
Coyote