Post by Steve on Sept 29, 2005 16:22:01 GMT -5
one day i will stiffen my finger
into its sleek rigid self
that it once was
after years of sharpening
its nail against the abrasive
brick of society
the destruction of all that
is beautiful will no longer
be theory but a current event
set in your flower's bed
for earth is but a Samson
its beauty lying beside your head
in the vase of the shattered sister
its petals never dull or fall
i will try my hand at removing them all
and peal away earth's cherished skin.
into its sleek rigid self
that it once was
after years of sharpening
its nail against the abrasive
brick of society
the destruction of all that
is beautiful will no longer
be theory but a current event
set in your flower's bed
for earth is but a Samson
its beauty lying beside your head
in the vase of the shattered sister
its petals never dull or fall
i will try my hand at removing them all
and peal away earth's cherished skin.