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Of that I'm sure
What do I know for sure?
Let me tell you of what I'm sure
I know that the Sun still shines all night long
And that people can work together
As it is no longer just survival of the strong,
That romance and chivalry are not utterly dead
Thanks to more than a brave few
And people still follow their heart and head.
I know that love can last eternal
Friendship and bonds forever
And deep faith kept internal,
That happiness can be completely free
And to truly succeed in life
You don't always need a fancy degree.
I know that there is more to life
Than hatred, sadness or fear
That it’s not all war and strife,
That the world is still a wonderful place
And not everyone judges you
By your looks or the colour of your face.
I know that love can be kinky and deviant
That nothing is ever quite that simple
And it can be right to be disobedient,
That dreams can come true that were once ink
And people can do what they love for a job
And others will listen to what you think.
I know that not everyone treasures gold
And not everything has a price
Or that you are only wise if you’re old,
That there is somewhere out there to fit in
As it is wonderful to be weird
And to be beautiful you don’t have to be thin.
All of this I know for sure.
Yet nothing for me seems to matter
Of that I'm sure?
Let me tell you of what I'm sure
I know that the Sun still shines all night long
And that people can work together
As it is no longer just survival of the strong,
That romance and chivalry are not utterly dead
Thanks to more than a brave few
And people still follow their heart and head.
I know that love can last eternal
Friendship and bonds forever
And deep faith kept internal,
That happiness can be completely free
And to truly succeed in life
You don't always need a fancy degree.
I know that there is more to life
Than hatred, sadness or fear
That it’s not all war and strife,
That the world is still a wonderful place
And not everyone judges you
By your looks or the colour of your face.
I know that love can be kinky and deviant
That nothing is ever quite that simple
And it can be right to be disobedient,
That dreams can come true that were once ink
And people can do what they love for a job
And others will listen to what you think.
I know that not everyone treasures gold
And not everything has a price
Or that you are only wise if you’re old,
That there is somewhere out there to fit in
As it is wonderful to be weird
And to be beautiful you don’t have to be thin.
All of this I know for sure.
Yet nothing for me seems to matter
Of that I'm sure?
Published 2nd Dec 2013
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2nd Dec 2013 1:36am
A nice write here lord V. check line 14
I see you've gone for a rhyme scheme this time around and applaud your willingness to try things different.
the content is good, and easy to follow, understand and agree with.
Good stuff sir , shine on
I see you've gone for a rhyme scheme this time around and applaud your willingness to try things different.
the content is good, and easy to follow, understand and agree with.
Good stuff sir , shine on
2nd Dec 2013 11:23pm
A rhyming scheme is my good old standard that I like to return to now and then. Didn't see a need (aha) to change line 14, then read it again and again and saw the mishap.
Anonymous
2nd Dec 2013 10:57am
It's all very uplifting poetry. :D
I tend to doubt the last line though;
You've just shown us that it matters for you to use your hands to type your thoughts and feelings and make us smile.
I tend to doubt the last line though;
You've just shown us that it matters for you to use your hands to type your thoughts and feelings and make us smile.
2nd Dec 2013 11:25pm
I think the changed last lines now reflect an uplifting and hopeful tone. Ah, now if only I could make people laugh out loud and not just smile and smirk.
2nd Dec 2013 3:59pm
