Vember

Coursing forcing, remorsing endorcing factions

of steady pride bearing actions

you breath and decieve the mind that does believe

that the breath equals life and that it's all you really need

the smoker's click is not an undying breed

but the fact of the matter is the gold plated platter

has fallen for the second rate, silver plated batter

the sound of the falling is an echoed pitter patter

the true higher calling is to climb the mental ladder

step through the door way on your way to the mental fairway

penetrate skies with eyes like it's air day

doesn't need to make sense or sound like a fair pray

just needs to eat souls like goals up on a stairway

counting money with your eyes until they get their fill

as are the testiments of a countess' will

the coin has fallen speeding down and sitting 'til

we flip it in the air again and wait for the trill

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fight4theright

I like it. I was never that good at writing poetry, but I do enjoy reading other peoples, and because of my own inability, appreciate their efforts.

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