My poem about... I dont know

Poem 236



I don't want no more,
'cause I dont want to be sad.
I dont want to go to war,
I dont want to be bad.

I dont want to be rich and used,
I dont want to be blind.
I dont want to be confused.
I dont want to lose my mind.

But they still say 'dont' when I'm in my chair,
They still say 'do' when I dont really care.
They still say 'honor' when there is a war.
They still say 'go' when there is no door.

It's like people don't even care,
or are they busy? But going where?

'Cause Love has no late, no minutes and no hours.
So pick up roses and flowers, while your eyes can blink.
Some say "Why?, if time's a fools drink?"

But time is not to follow, and it will never fill my head,
cause if in time I never saw beauty, I would already be dead.
Dont we see beauty cause it is certain there is a death?
That this moment will end, that there is a last breath.

When I say these words, I feel what I feel,
and because I say them, I guess that makes them real?
But if you think I do, I'm sorry, I dont have a clue,
I guess that's why I do the things that I do.

That is amazing man. Very complex and meaningful. I feel your pain man. I struggle with doing things wrong and feeling like alot of people dont care. But remember, even though it doesn't always feel like it, God is with you. Even for me its tough, cause sometimes i dont feel his presence. Stay strong my brother!

Thanks Quake. and you too.