Beating Hearts, Breaking Bones
A Poem from the Heart
The world is big, and knowledge vast,
we see the future through the past.
Can they imagine how it is
to feel so small and barely live?
Watching, watching,
many eyes,
watching, watching,
accepting lies.
Stone is hard and sun is bright,
No candle guides us through the night.
Willingly, they lose their way,
who knowingly trade their souls away.
Listen, listen,
many ears,
listen, listen,
deaf to tears.
Some scars fade, and some wounds heal,
some will never learn to feel.
Desiring war and glory untold,
in pleasure they watch destruction unfold.
Beating, beating,
many hearts.
Beating, beating,
fall apart.
Those who have are loath to give,
and those who need are short to live.
Those on top only look up,
while those below are ground to dust.
Breaking, breaking,
many bones,
breaking, breaking,
fade alone.
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