Midnight Walk
• Written by Cognitio
Midnight walk, Ice cold crystal path,
A diamond in the dirt until our riches turn to glass.
With no stones to throw or a target to hit,
Just peace on Earth in this lifeless abyss.
A soldier to no one a soul set free of thought,
Stare at the stars in hope of a dream of sorts.
Constellation gazing contemplating ancient ways,
Fed up of looking up and seeing past mistakes relayed.
We were hit with the tip of the spear in the past,
It penetrates deeper with every year that is passed.
Human thinking, "out of sight out of mind",
"If I didn't cause it I have the right to be blind"
Clean living with the dirtiest hands It's power,
Water the roots just to pick pollen from the flower.
The flower dies and leaves its seeds with a similar fate,
The cycle continues 'till we find our great escape.
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Cognitio
Member since October 3 2015