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We wait.
We wait.
They come and we don't notice.
We wait.
They wait.
Life doesn't wait and I die.
They wait.
My dead body decomposes.
They wait.
A child is born.
It waits.
Night falls.
They wait.
Men come to destroy their house.
They wait.
Time waits.
They grow old.
They wait.
"What do you wait for?" asks a passer-by.
"We wait for the purpose of waiting" they reply.
They wait.
Bombs drop.
They wait.
War ravages thier homeland.
They wait.
Then after 300 years of waiting, they cry out, "WE HAVE PURPOSE."
Their decendants wait.
They die.
The circle of life goes on.
~~~END~~~
- by Needs-to-rule |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/30/2009 |
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- Title: Waiting
- Artist: Needs-to-rule
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Description:
A poem about waiting, waiting for somthing.
Totally original, I just waited for an idea. - Date: 05/30/2009
- Tags: waiting wait they
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