Saturday, September 26, 2009

No Need

The nights grow dark
The mornings grow cold
The evening rolls in while the leaves fall.
You hear the laughter of children's souls
You feel the hope deep in their cold hearts
No man, No woman is blind willingly
No man, No woman is arogant so naturally
Who was the man who claimed we depend on eyes to see.
Ears to hear
Hands to feel
Mouths to taste
Nose to smell
Soul to live
We have no need for eyes to see the children sob
No need for ears to hear them pray
No need for hands to feel them fear
No need for mouths to taste emptiness
No need. No need.

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