Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Saturday, 19 May 2012

An Unexploded Scream (The peaceful Dream)

Let the world become a better place,
Regardless of status, age, gender or race,
Fight forever and onwards for the peaceful dream-
That hidden in every cold heart, is an unexploded scream,

To be aware of darkness, is to know;
That beginnings are born from the broken
That through rebirth, orders of continuum grow
And that patterns move ever forwards to an infinity awoken.

Fooled souls who look to be told,
Hear only what they are meant to see-
Even though beyond the forgotten hills of old-
The telling horizon shines- an expansive, magnificent, eternity.

Modes of control keep people in place,
Yet the underdogs still continue to dream
But regardless of circumstance, no one wins the race-
For in reality, no one will ever hear the actual slave scream.

Except, in time the world does always change.
In time the realities of all places develop and rearrange.
But the king-gods try to forget through every move of the game,
That mighty civilisations come and go and nothing ever stays the same.


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