The Soul
Alone…solitude…within a realm of phantoms
A kaleidoscope of imagination
For there is no lonelier place…than in a certain circle of people
Your soul must lead a harrowed life within
A stormy complex…
Most will lead a stunted existence…and will
Wilt before their petals open
Yet we will search the soul of others
Well before we look into our own…
A mans soul feeds on either love…or hate
Only doing hurt…or harm…nourishes them
Eternity may choose the little man…out of nowhere
For they believe love…can only poison them
There is a commandment that says…
“Thou shalt not kill”, but none that say
“Thou shalt not die”…
Only you and God…can save your very soul
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