Friday, July 6, 2007

there is always some light.

a collective they close
their eyes but see
alone their reminded
that life's not free
there is tax in the form
of heart from you and me.

why won't they bring us closer?
why does this feeling creep on me?
If god really perches higher
This view of this entirety
a swarm of negativity
a stain on his pristine majesty
One could only beg for a new finish.

But god being a know all,
he bits his divine lips.
For although this world
this imperfection
be a thing he always cherished,
Even the boss knows,
no good deed goes unpunished.


have you witnessed a death before? have you looked into the eyes of a cadaver? surely we know that death is not the end. sometimes people wait till its too late to pack their things, pack their souls. you can have everything in the world, but when u've taken your last breath, it is really too late to note that you can't take anything with you but the immaterial . That would be love, kindness and hope. if u don't see hope in the corpse's eyes, relax, you know the guy's taken that with him. life isn't fair, but everything from death onwards is. as trent reznor said, you know the fuck that you are. those that've treated you unfairly in this lifetime cannot peek inside themselves and smile, they cannot. they are the pitiful so try your best not to smirk.
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