Thursday, May 8, 2014

Are We Only Body Bags



The Foot Print landed Moon,
it's so old in what is knew,
swept away for only spoon,
now the present gifts to bloom.

Sandy beaches Oceans rise,
washing tracks to realize,
that the Globe has hit a Tomb,
yet the act is breathing soon.

Standing on a staged Venue,
know eyes to eyes would out the due,
dimpled cheeks to say 'It's true"
belief in Nature speaks with Move.

Words are charged to said by Managed,
connecting Life through Music advantage,
means to most that it's a Toast,
to Cheer and not to boast a host.

Pride does go in far I know,
to let life pass without this show,
made difficult times deliver weird in rhymes,
you cannot run from the mind.

Too state repeated quotes of Man,
no need the Press is your Clam,
no pearl polished just grits of sand,
broken pieces to bones of can.

The earned of title respective forces,
lost the impact with no inquiry of course,
the map that purchased a life exact,
did have a hand to get the tack.

Gold is often mined for worth,
silver makes the coins of versed,
platinum records calculate spin,
topping Earth in what has been,
the beauty exposed is the hidden of trends.

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