That is the floor
This is my bed
Late night noises, I hear
The sky is overhead
The walls stand firm
The Earth moves as she does
I go through the sunshine
With the bees and their buzz
The world will not end
Erase from your brain
Syllables of fear & hate
Eradicate the stain of pain
Hoping for peace; this world shall never end
Barking for war; our hearts will not mend
The glamourous life's corruption is a weight to be born
Its brunt blunt grunt sings Sisyphus mourn
This is my bed
That is the floor
Please leave your well wishes
& flowers by the door
pmpope 2011
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