Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Corruptéd

In the deepest o’ thine heart
In the midst o’ thine eternal sorrow
Thou wilt ne’er alone be
Tho’ wantest thou to die
Tho’ wantest thou not a tomorrow
Will I to save thee appear
Thou many things to this world to say hast
We all know that ‘tis full o’ façade
We all know that ‘tis full o’ lies
But thou something important to say hast
Kept’st thou thy tears inside
Now ‘tis time to let them go outside
Do not be afraid o’ what they would say
Didst thou not know ‘tis a way of life?
We all are not the same type o’ mind
In the midst o’ this bloody rain I daresay
So ‘tis a good point in shadow
‘Tis provoked by light
And alone or together we’ll it find
Thou many things to this world to demonstrate hast
‘Tis scribed ‘tis full o’ fassade
‘Tis paroled ‘tis full o’ lies
But thou something important to live hast
Corruptéd but wi’ right
To live in a world black


I wrote this piece in May 10th, 2002.

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