evil comes easy by the hearts of many
good can be enacted by few
original sin may be free to us all though
options were given to you
freedom of choice is all that we have
to decipher the good from the bad
but by the time we get to this slovenly rock
we forget this and it is sad
Its the one chance we have to reveal unto God
that our honor to him is still true
one moment of silence is all that I ask
I hope this peace affects you
all individual spirit sparks from an abyss
that we look for above
this heaven we seek this eternal bliss is
not in the sky its in love
this was 'eternal bliss' in a bottle - this was probably exacty what the boy from my poem - innocent - thought of too, before he died.
keep writing - i'll be waiting.