Thursday, 12 March 2009

A Hell Hound On My trail


We don't have to be glad to be content
We don't have to be less to feel more
We don't have to drink when we're sore
We don't have to starve during lent.

And she shines because she's a superstar
And the inquisitive world wonders how she got so far
And the blame goes to the war
The result - to us all.

I can't really think for a reason to laugh
I can't be one when I feel half
Cut from me is somewhere
Not seeing me from over there.

A lily can float
Without the impulse to gloat
To the heavy set rock
That, sinking, joins the flock

Of sheep fallen on the riverbed.

I don't have to do a thing
I don't even have to think
If I choose not to.

So I refuse to bend
I refuse my hard-earned glory to lend
Nobody should be hell-sent
Because they resented being led.

And nobody has to be whole to be happy
That's the truth turned sappy
And the world is not exactly round

I'm telling you, we're all Heaven-bound.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Duuude:X:X:X It's very powerful and inspiring8-> Auzi, u could write (er, please don't laugh...and people reading this comment, please don't take the liberty to laugh) war poems:X (yeah, i know everybody laughed:-L). Seriously dude:D Think about it;)

Silly Sacha said...

you know I love your poems, but this is probably my favorite one:x and I absolutely adore the last bit:x ['we don't have to be whole to be happy...'] it's like so my life/view upon life right now:)
btw, betzy, I didn't laugh, but I'm confused. war? I mean, why war of all things?