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Reaching the Docks
Contributed by
cetblue
on
Thursday, 28th October 2010 @ 09:58:01 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Value Value and vision and a thousand indecisions made by me and you; by the time we reach the docks, we won't know what to do with the freedoms we stole simply because we were attracted by their joy. We told ourselves it was duty, our duty to protect the fragile kindred spirits.
A single word can change it all - an empire's rise, a nation's fall. So I'll collect all the words and toss them together once more, hurry them away and out the door and hope they won't be ruined by the rain.
I destroy the rythme with insistence again, perhaps this time you will be reminded that our weakness for beauty is by far our greatest strength.
By the time we reach the docks, we won't know what to do without that diluted courage to see us through another night of poisoned ingenuity. I have but seven madnesses, you see, seven chances to transcend in our motionless game of break and bend.
Somewhere among these lines I crossed one; I find myself reclining in enemy territory. I cannot run but I certainly can hide. You've the sun and the earth, I have the moon and the tides.
In searching for fire, for harmonies, for words, we lost all three; we've remembered what to do and forgotten how to be.
The ship will leave regardless of our unpredicted coup, but by the time we reach the docks, we won't know what to do.
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2010-10-28 21:58:01] (Date/Time posted on
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