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Realisation as I sit here alone
Contributed by
Zexen
on
Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 01:01:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I sit here alone, The midnight waves crashing against the shore, I watch as the pale moon floats across the sky, Disappearing into the azure of the new days sky,
As I sit here I can hear the sounds of the town behind me, I hear the people waking up from their deep slumber, The children rushing out side to bask in the light of a new day, The sound of the milk float as it chugs down the road,
The morning calls of the birds waft through the morning air, The bark of the hounds echo of the walls of the town, And then I hear the last wailing cries of the cat chorus,
The smell of the morning coffee floats upon the air, The smell of roast meat fills my lungs as the market stalls and fast food joints open, The dark, foul smelling smog of the birds-eye factory obscures my vision,
I sit here alone, Listening to the mid-day waves crash against the shore, I watch as the sun rises into the sky, Casting its light onto the earth,
The people sit in there offices, Working for some great cause, The children sit in school, Learning how to make a future for them-selves, So one day they to can join there parents working for the cause,
What is the cause they will be working for, Is it for peace, Is it to help there fellow man, Is it to stop the child crying because of the pain of hunger, Is it to help those with out shelter who live on the streets, Is it to give water to those who need it,
No, Its to fill their own pockets, To secure their future, To make sure their children have everything they dont need, So they can invest it so the human cities can grow crushing any animal that gets in their way, To pleasure their lives with the company of others who will leave and forget about them.
I sit here alone, Listening to the evening waves crash against the shore, Watching the sun setting in the nights sky, Giving way to the moon, The cold of the night sends a chill down my spine, The calls of the wild animals surround me, I wipe a cold sweat from my brow, Surely only a fool like me would be out a time like this, But Im not,
These who are out at this hour of the night, They are either brave of idiotic, Either way it is insanity to be out,
The wild animal prowl their territory, Guarding the offspring, The creatures of the night plot against us, Planning our down fall, And the end of our civilisation,
But is that a bad thing, Look at where we are now, Our cities cover the planet where forests once were,
Ask your self, Why did we do it, Why have we destroyed our planet, Condemning all to death,
I sit here alone, The midnight waves crashing against the shore, I watch as the pale moon floats across the sky, Disappearing into the azure of the new days sky,
And I know we will repeat this day for the rest of our lives, Our futures are set by the chains of time, We are the children, Unless we act now our childrens futures will be set as well, It is time for it to stop, It is time, We must break the chains of fate and create a world of our own,
Copyright ©
Zexen
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2004-04-19 13:01:12] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Realisation as I sit here alone
(User Rating: 1 ) by purplestary on
Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 01:59:30 PM AEST (User
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nice write. |
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Re: Realisation as I sit here alone
(User Rating: 1 ) by lil_angel on
Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 02:21:23 PM AEST (User
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This is a really good write! i LOVE the last line:
We must break the chains of fate and create a world of our own,
Its soo true and you have a great way of stating it! |
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