From bourgeois caverns
I call my mental souvenirs
where I have been trapped for many a year
I've never wanted escape
never reveled it before
as my time passed by my mental unopened door
something has always
seemed to keep me at bay
whenever I tried to think a rational way
my world so obscure to all around
even I at times had no control
by my thoughts I was bound
today has been different
from each day that has preceded
as if someone has opened a different, view well needed
I see more clearly
I must confess, I discovered LORD JESUS
and history will be the rest!
Author notes
7/07/09 This was written for a contest: "music, music, music": "Return to innocence"
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- Music, music, music! by VidaBella17.
920 points, ended August 4, 9 entries
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Nice work. Thanks for entering and good luck : )


