God! I hope this doesn’t spark some sort of poetry craze!
LIFE
Of course, all lies mean well
But only for our selfish gains
When the truth is made clear again
The blood boils in our veins
West doth the wind blow
And our lies go to beyond
To ever present ignorance
With no ability to see on
We die, we cry, we hide
We cheat, abuse, and steal
But never do we feel the guilt
Because we gained one more meal
East is where the beauty lies
Joy to pass around
Working with our sweat
And raising up this ground
When east and west collide
We feel a union has been made
All along the truth is known
What an enormous debt we paid
North is where the flowers go
To smell the sweet dew air
Though the feelings are momentary
Somethings just aren’t fair
South is dark and lifeless
Smiling is no welcomer
To some it seems wrong
But it’s safe to be a follower
When all these meet together
The symphony is born
The east and west beating drums
And north and south blowing horns
But for all that it’s worth
What about those lies
Now we see how to decieve
Through another person’s eyes
Yes, it’s true we did unite
But all that false sincerity
Will eventually destroy us
Without some truthful clarity
They yelled and cursed
We laughed and jeered
They fought with luck
Just as the people feared
The wind comes to her crossroad
Confused on where to go
But all in all it’s her decision
On where the wind should blow
