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Poetry By: paganman
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Tags: Life


The world is changing but no one can see, freedom and hope don't come easily.


Submitted:Feb 2, 2007    Reads: 190    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


In a world of fear,

where is the hope?

Can we stand alone,

can we really cope?

Do we see most things

through falsified eyes?

Or do we just hide

behind our fears and our lies?

If we could listen, to the truth

which is spoken,

could it really stop the pain

and our dreams from´┐Żbeing broken?

What problems should we hide?

What pain is good inside?

The answer is none,

because it just makes us bleed,

so release all your fears

and you'll finally be freed.

Now look upon the world

with eyes that are true,

you will discover much more,

the secrets of you.

False hope is shown

now the angels can fly,

over the rainbow

through the wonderous sky.

And as the sunset is seen

through eyes which are true,

all the beauty and grace

is released within you.





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