The happiness, the pride,
The open world
True love can bring,
Eternal Spring!
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To dream, to love, to write,
When It feels,So devastatingly wonderfulAnd lovingly,Right!
Guess Who?
Corruption, Lies, Rumble!The Country will Tumble,All Empires Do.
What do we want?
Something owned, something lent?Just some Magic that’s for rent?Always searching, searching, searching,While Life passes as hearsay,By the time you turn around,Everything has gone away!
Poets have the right
For a better World,More just, More cheerLess fear,But the problem isThe present PowerThat exists,Would never, everPermit Poets to runThis corrupted Sphere,That they will, eventuallyChoke,And put completely,Out of Gear.
I write my soul away
In loneliness,Time’s penitence,That silently does stay.The silence of yourself alone,In painful absence, boundsThe love that once was golden throne,Now silent from all sounds.I can’t even go down to Sea,The Sea I love so much!All I have left are memories,That crumble at their touch.
All hope lost,
Rome was lost, corruption most,And now it is our Time.