can we call it an honest, attempt
to soothe the soul
so we can keep carrying on
i see you up there
on the edge of your seat
can it be, that we will become
our own worst enemies?
you know, an answer would be nice
sometimes just a simple sign would suffice
but nonetheless i see suffering
still lingering in the darkness of night
but this time we'll find time
to not mind the discomfort
and to still our quivering lips,
and to remind ourselves that we were built for this.
amidst the mess we must be ready for forgiveness
and for selflessness and a sense of justice
and what it means to have sacrifice
and if friendship is not what really counts then who are we
to say what really matters in life
who are we to judge who lives and who dies?
who are we to say why the stars really shine?
who are we to confirm or deny the creator of time?
who are we to commit murder and call it the will to survive?
who are we?
wow Riley, you're writing has gotten really good! Can I see more?
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