Dying will

A Poem by M.Kilani

For all who once sought death

For all who had the will to die

Even those of dying will

Come along, join the crowd

Join the crowd of hopeless ones

And walk along, it’s not so far

Not further than home

Or is it really that far

Come and finish the undone dreams

To the world of never-ending time

World of no posers world of no mime

World where silent are all screams

World of make belief

Come along and seek no love

Seek no power, power of arm and mind

Where none rules from above

Where true stands the mankind

Come see Babylon of no sin

City of angles city of no hell

But wait they’ll never let us in

For all we share a spell

For all we gave up hope

For all we surrender to death

And death we sought we shall find

And we all carry stones

From the world of no belief

Toxicated minds, tar stained hearts

And scared skins of our fights

Hopelessness, spacelessness , and no forgiveness

Darkend emotion, no devotion, and more precaution

All along with guilt and fear

Alone with our dying will

Along with our will to die

Yet we have the key you’ll find it here

Under the emptiness you fill

The truth beneath the lie

The forgotten hope , the smile from the heart

The love you already have

The mind of your own

All are there once you believe

Believe in tomorrow, and remember yesterday

Never a day more, unless you throw memories away

Only then you shall be whole, only then you’ll get in

You are already in promise land , as long as you don’t give in

© 2010 M.Kilani

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Coyote Poetry

Peace and calm in a life takes great effort. Each of us have our limits and goals. I knew a few who found death and left misery. I believe we need to go back to the old way. Family must hold the one's who need help and be there for them in good and bad times. The family support system is necessary. Some people can't see the good in a day. Sometime we must give kindness and love and hope we can open there eyes to the new day and possibilities of opportunities. A powerful poem. Fear can be gather easily in a world with little kindness.
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