The Freedom

A Poem by Intothemilkyway

Words hurt,or is it you? Let the wind take em and the rain wash away.

To be or not to be

To do or not to do

To say or not to say?

Is it really the case?

Should i,may i,can i ?

All this and i still can't say a word.

Why is it so hard he asked me.

And I said:,

"Because my little one people are the fruit of evil.

They never know when to stop.

And once they do the fruit has already done it's dead."

And so who is it to say

Whose fault it is.

They all talk, they all say things,

But do they care?

Do they love the other person genuinely ?

And so i said:

"To love someone is to put them before you"

There is us , and there is a you.

But there isn't a you in us.

And so the world crumbles.

Ask yourself why did it?

Why does the earth shake?

Open the gate to your heart

And set the world free.

Words are taken by the wind.

But when she begins to storm,

they hit the ground very hard.

So my child,

Listen to the wise cause they once said.:

"Before my eyes lies the earth.

It's so small that you can control it.

And what do you do when you have it in your hands?

You care for it."

© 2019 Intothemilkyway

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Einstein Noodle

hmmmmmmmmm lots of cliche's ... works for me in this poem ... theme kind of wanders a bit .. i take this as a mother speaking to her child ... but not sure from the conversation ... there is wisdom .. at times just out of reach of me in reading ... i like how your deal with words .. so powerful ... and they can come back to hit quite hard ;{ .......... the closing admonition to care for our world would be well taken by all
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