Well this poem is kind of (well supposed to be don't know if
I'm very effective) A poem about pain but when u read it you see I have a
totally different perspective.. I might edit some phrasing later though..
Mador* is latin for sorrow
Stand tall my friend, do not suffer in vain
The tears roll down the window pain,
Your life is not in vain just a struggle.
A struggle between sorrow and pain
That is if you want to see it that way.
For life is truly a struggle but there is happiness and joy.
Locked inside your heart is the key to happiness.
Do not open your heart by the spilling of blood,
But open it to people, open it to love
People hurt, people hate, people kill,people rape, people
kill and hurt each other
You are a people too, a people that seeks satisfaction
Not satisfaction of pleasure but acceptance
And as a people you must be yourself
Acceptance isn't about being like (a) the people
But like a person, the person with hopes dreams and
aspiration
Life may seem like a dark pathway with never ending mador*
But there is a fork road
and the path you choose will be the one you made for your own,
Own desires and wants, the signs tell you your heart desires
And new paths open up and so many possibilities are open to
you
But what do you
choose?
The roads will merge
together as one,
And one day, you will not always be alone
Loneliness will be the
clichof yesteryear
The pain that consumed you be over come
The window pane has been lit by sunlight
Look outside and see the light
The light on the dark path has shone
One by one the pain and sorrow will be gone
Stephonz May 30 2009
