Sci-fi by Keith D Allison Oh children find the time within the click of the mind Do not cry for life cannot be touch without the star Warm to earth the flowers grow one degree the white begins to flow The time of man raise your hand feel the beat of life know the hunger of the soul Here the screaming no freedom there love abandoned this world is cold the poem is within now deep within your mind close your eyes SEE IT All see it all 12/27/2009 Posted on 12/27/2009 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/27/09 at 07:23 PM There's a certain transendence here I like very much. After all, everything is within our self, but it's not about our self and it is all about eclipsing ourselves. Much enjoying the feeling. Thanks. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)