Words Put Together, a poem by Mike M.
His mission seems to be in flame,
fire within him hurting with regrets and shame.
His thoughts scatter in fringes.
Though connected together, his motion is
off the hinges.
Looking ahead he sees many problems ahead.
Like shells on the beach and driftwood, a blaze
that’s going dead.
Everyone seems to be happy, all night dancing
While he is back under the sky rim thinking
His journey seems to start all the way across the
ocean.
He feels he needs to pray until almost sundown just to bring them
home.
He went up the hill to get a better view
Then he knew
from his manner, he needs to believe,
because life doesn’t stop to deceive.
His mission seems to be in flame,
fire within him hurting with regrets and shame.
His thoughts scatter in fringes.
Though connected together, his motion is
off the hinges.
Looking ahead he sees many problems ahead.
Like shells on the beach and driftwood, a blaze
that’s going dead.
Everyone seems to be happy, all night dancing
While he is back under the sky rim thinking
His journey seems to start all the way across the
ocean.
He feels he needs to pray until almost sundown just to bring them
home.
He went up the hill to get a better view
Then he knew
from his manner, he needs to believe,
because life doesn’t stop to deceive.