a friend of mine told me this was good, i told him he was crazy... crazy erik! but yeah, this is my newest poem... it's alright i guess...
who dare mock the blind in their sweet serenity
for those who have no eyes to walk by
hear the songs missed in this common liberty
and for those thast no song speaks to with out pain
rules in solom vows that spell the end of me
who runs the rivers of the wilderness bare
and walks tall as oaks against the suns kind hand
to seak the lights that were never truely there
but shadows of the needy loveless forms of man
and falls false witness to the arts that i dare
who mocks me in my lonely love of the song
that waits my the beams of moon and river beds
here i stand with my heart in my hand for too long
that i am easly forgotten into the times that turned me
into the shadow stretched lifeless untill i am gone
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