A Poem...thoughts...The Journey For Truth...?
Just so you can pass by and see it.
I write with a pen that's filled with love,
I write for my Mother whose now above.
When I'm at home I just run down the beach,
Gasping at the heaven that's just out of reach.
But it's all the same cause I know something,
The wisest man knows he knows nothing.
So I will saddle up my dragon and try to reach you,
But your drifting away now the ocean pulls through,
So I will write you a melody and you sing you a song,
And try to witness the truth thats clouded for miles long.
But it's too late the cash has killed the marriages,
And the children are left in blood filled carriages.
The beaches sand has now turned to broken glass,
And the memories of happiness are now a thing of the past.
It's at this moment where the truth can be found,
forty thousand dark miles stuck under ground.
So will you come with me as journey to the center,
And try to pull the truth out so we can great it.
I understand if you don't want to that will be find,
Cause I will just take these companions in my mind.
And when I come back covered in dust and dirt,
Just remember that this truth was worth feeling this hurt...