deepundergroundpoetry.com
Poem number 1000 - Part One - It has no name
Wings of purest silver, halo of gold;
Stand and I will deliver, for a soul I require a soul.
Forever rolling fields of the green, green grass of home;
A clone never feels alone, in a world full of clones.
Follow the star in your brand new car;
All that we are is loved in the dark.
Sanctity exists, if we believe in it;
Without a God to blame or praise, we would remain gifted.
Youth has come and gone too fast for us all;
In the end we find a way, to walk through walls.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 427
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.