Questions ThreeA Poem by nathanDo you see the beauty too?* Some will travel far and wide, to discover there's no place to hide, for fear and sin both reside, deep inside. I've come to learn and laugh and see that I've chosen, at least partially my own destiny. Now I must ask questions, three: * Were I to be once more young, Hurtling ever towards the sun Hearing the call of battles sung, Breathing air into my lung, Then, gazing out across the sky, sword in hand, fire in my eye, I'd unleash my newfound battle cry: "God damn it, no one has to die!" What is it, they would say of me, such pure, potential energy, The young, the wild, the free... I am the one who walked across the sea, The one who sat beneath the tree, The one who set the slaves free! Is it so hard to see? I am your god's true enemy! * Given the power of the land, Given the power to understand... I'd take my heart into my hand, And cast my sword into the sand! Then I would start to walk. I'd walk from sea to shining sea, Over the snowy mountain, through the misty valley, across the arid desert, up to the forgotten city, I'd walk till men followed me Then us kings, we'd go and dine, On words and burdens, of theirs and mine, we'd not drink of the vine, no, now is not the time. To the river Styx, we'd all go and watch the burning river flow, shed a tear for the ones we used to know, we'd all swear and take a sacred oath. To forgive, forget, seek truth not bliss, To never steal a sacred kiss, to crown the mother of justice... And forgive the king of innocence, I guess the question is... Why would I do this? * To be with her, among the trees, Naked, laughing, without cease, Not bothered by our dirty knees, Deep in peace... And to see his smile every day... These are the stars which guide my way... These are the truths I cannot say, Through the shadows valley I shall not stray, For I bring black and white to deepest gray... for some things, it seems, we can't just pray! Do you see the beauty too? Or only what I do? You've got a soul, does your soul have you? About this world, I never knew... But I swear to God, my love is true!
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StatsAuthornathanOsijek, CroatiaAboutI just started writing poetry at the end of last year as an outlet, I'm here to document my stuff for myself. I hope to carry Zappa's attitude about it... "I don't give a f*** if they remember me" more..Writing
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