hailthewarrior
04/22/07, 09:13 PM
In honor of my thousandth post, I wanted to post something I had written to see what people think of my lyrical/poetry skills. I don't think this is my best, but it's something I wrote yesterday that I'm pretty proud of. It's a social commentary type piece, with a few hidden things, but, yeah. Please leave me constructive criticism or whatever. Thanks!
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The grains of sand swept away
By the currents of water out in the bay
Under the ocean and around the globe
It’s a bit how I feel searching for home
The weight of the world in a crowded room
Dust bunnies captured by the straw on the broom
I wish I didn’t have this knot in my shoulders
But my friends stone me with all of their boulders
Should I run away, should I break down?
Fleet like a ghost through a sleeping town
Awake to find the same ol’ shit
Back in school they never taught us this
The last spark of a dying fire
It draws me oh such higher
Until I’m one with the stars
Buried alive by the secrets of Mars
Gun shots ring out while I sleep
Didn’t know, didn’t disturb my peace
Grey muted dust coats my hand
The earth’s become a crimson land
I want to run away, no time to break down
Fighting with the demons that haunt this town
Rumors and whispers and political lies
Back in school we never opened our eyes
Didn’t know what makes a man
Till I had to make a stand
The bombs blew up my hopes and dreams
Fighting phantoms like Constantine
I screamed the truth until it hurt
But the abundance of lies outweighed it’s worth
Welcome to the realm of men
Ready to fall, ready to cave in
I don’t want to run away
It’s the perfect time for a breakdown
There’s no need to hide
Every man’s a devil in this town
This is a knife
Headed straight for your heart
This makes our lives
A work of art
~*~*~*~
Thanks again!
~*~*~*~
The grains of sand swept away
By the currents of water out in the bay
Under the ocean and around the globe
It’s a bit how I feel searching for home
The weight of the world in a crowded room
Dust bunnies captured by the straw on the broom
I wish I didn’t have this knot in my shoulders
But my friends stone me with all of their boulders
Should I run away, should I break down?
Fleet like a ghost through a sleeping town
Awake to find the same ol’ shit
Back in school they never taught us this
The last spark of a dying fire
It draws me oh such higher
Until I’m one with the stars
Buried alive by the secrets of Mars
Gun shots ring out while I sleep
Didn’t know, didn’t disturb my peace
Grey muted dust coats my hand
The earth’s become a crimson land
I want to run away, no time to break down
Fighting with the demons that haunt this town
Rumors and whispers and political lies
Back in school we never opened our eyes
Didn’t know what makes a man
Till I had to make a stand
The bombs blew up my hopes and dreams
Fighting phantoms like Constantine
I screamed the truth until it hurt
But the abundance of lies outweighed it’s worth
Welcome to the realm of men
Ready to fall, ready to cave in
I don’t want to run away
It’s the perfect time for a breakdown
There’s no need to hide
Every man’s a devil in this town
This is a knife
Headed straight for your heart
This makes our lives
A work of art
~*~*~*~
Thanks again!