Post by EMPATHY on Sept 29, 2009 3:54:08 GMT 1
They will fall by the wayside one by one
those falling stars when they are done
they took away the hearth and home
into the wilderness I roam
I went from here to get to there
I could,nt find home anywhere
but still they chased me through those needs
that broke a man through lies and greed
No compass spins fast enough
no croupier ball can find its path
no runaway train can stop itself
to find me let alone find myself.
Should,nt I have had it all?
working hard since I was small?
did,nt I earn my place
yet continue to give and show my grace?
Did,nt I try to help the weak
and fight injustice with my speech?
What more can anyone do?
but love you
yet pieces of me
are everywhere I find them where they land
Im picking up the pieces
please try to understand