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Originally Posted by Nowayout
In life, we all be wounded.
Come what may..
Roll with the punches...
Pray for better days.
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Thanks. :) That sounds definitely like a spiritual coda to what I had written.
The third stanza of it, I awoke out of sleep, I'm not sure if I was dreaming, and I ran to my computer and wrote that all down verbatim from the words that were being force-injected into my mind. The rest of it I wrote in the usual deliberate manner, the first two stanzas meant to emulate the simplicity of a children's book while not compromising the poignancy of the piece as a whole. They (the first two) both follow the rhyming scheme of ABBCDCDA for the end words of their lines. I was going to convert the third and fourth stanzas into the third-person perspective, but felt it better to allow that transition into first-person...
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Anyways, here's a new one:
Clinging to the center,
To the eye of the storm,
In the heart, open mind,
It's what keeps us alive.
Breaking down the boundary
We interact, we create,
We unite, we divide
At the whim of the mind.
Fragile soul in heavy hand,
Pass the pieces, learn to stand again,
We create, we destroy
On this, our little toy.
Holding on to value
An image passing away,
It says what it wants to say before
It passes right away,
It's what keeps us alive.