I will cry when it is in need.
I think I see the winds flowing in the fields.
I know that u see me lying in the fields.
Is it true? What I came to know?
Is it right to come out in the night.
I CAN’T HELP!!
I CAN’T HELP U!!
I CAN’T HELP U NOW!!
Lie down in the earth.
See the trees and live the fight.
You are not meant to be on the side that’s winning.
I can’t remember the words which I said to u.
You can feel the sound of the rain, lying down in pain.
Leave Those Words!! I can’t be seen.
Look on the edges of the broken knife.
See your reflection in sight.
And leave the job to me.
I WILL HELP!!
I WILL HELP U!!
I WILL HELP NOW!!
Come on its time to go.
NEEDLESS TO SAY I WILL MOURN.
Inspired by Hey Joe
Thursday, May 24, 2007
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1 comment:
that's my bro. love the poem. very much my type. love ya bro.
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