Light streams threw the spider webs to illuminate the look of hate,
A feeling that too many people don’t mean but still tend to state.
The moons’ silver cascading beams glimmer with the thoughts of love,
Lifting them into the sky on the wings of a lost, lonely dove.
Anger surges like the rushing waves beating into the shore,
Only making the world around notice the never-ending war.
Graceful wolves howl at the moon celebrating life,
But the only thing people feel is the fear and endless strife.
Sadness sweeps through the streets in bottomless streams of tears,
Echoing the feeling of raindrops that have been cascading down for years.
Divine laughter fills the disserted streets with the feeling of overwhelming joy,
Making the emptiness of life leave for a moment, like it has almost been destroyed.
But humans saunter about the earth like it’s nothing special to behold,
That it is only something dead that can be carelessly bought and sold.
Words mean nothing as they run screaming from the mouth,
Brains not being able to keep up, otherwise they would be filled with doubt.
Saying whatever they want but not knowing what it means,
They are completely oblivious to everything or so it would seem.
Wonders pass them by with every waking glance,
Hoping to cut into their hearts like the end of a steal tipped lance.
Minds completely closed to the thoughts and feelings that are around them,
As if they were looking at a beautiful rose but can only see its’ thorny stem.
For when you are decaying you hear many wishes whispered in the wind,
Unable to tune them out because of the torment from the countless ways you have sinned.
Not appreciating what’s around us will only lead to our end,
For when you are captive in the Underworld, you see nothing but the dead.

*bow*

`freyah

*transfered blog from fs - April 16, 2007

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