And it seems uncertain why we were dealt this sub-spiritual hand.
Found out through our time in a past tense rewind.
The messages of a sub-conscious wide awake.
In a time fast forward when we begged for death.
Break it down dream it up let it go lose control.
Burn it down build it up for too long the dream was over. (Listen to me)
Create it abandon it; Give away the stone and obtain control.(Listen to my soul)
I won't let you forget or let you down.
Careless dreams from someone else's sleep? Creating catastrophe and disease.
It's pain is plain for us to see. Destroying bonds of life.
(It only needs one listener to pay attention to it's speak.)
Can't catch anyone from plummeting to the earth and waters.
I can only hopelessly try and attempt to teach us flight.
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"Careless dreams from someone else's sleep? Creating catastrophe and disease."
Lovely. :} -
This poem is confusion though understanding.
I love the last two lines that show that though it may be impossible to save others, we can still try to teach them to become free.
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great job
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