John Griffiths

If Man could learn the lesson, from mistakes he made before.
There would never be a reason, to start another war.

It could be any country, where the bullets fly around.
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I can see your light is fading,
It will soon be time to go.
So let yourself be taken,
To where you have to go.
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The light that shines so brightly
From deep within my soul,
Will one day need to move on,
To unite; and then be whole.
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Sitting in my quiet room,
Uncertain and afraid.
My friends have all departed,
To a new home they have made.
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The moon may be the driver
That controls the moving tide,
But when the wind takes over,
It awakes the force inside.
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Who could have helped this child,
When his body ached with pain.
While the mother kept abusing,
Time and time again.
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Freedom lies before me,
At the end of every day.
When I leave my body sleeping,
As I travel on my way.
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My soul decides what obstacles
That I alone must face,
By giving me a lifetime,
To work at my own pace.
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Why can’t folks be honest?
Why do they have to lie?
By giving different reasons,
To why we have to die.
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The candle starts to flicker,
As the end starts drawing near.
Embracing what’s before me,
And dispelling all my fear.
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If I fall while half asleep,
I know that I can fly.
When the barriers have been lifted,
And I soar towards the sky.
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When my time is over,
I must pay for every sin,
By looking in the mirror,
At the picture from within.
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I cannot gaze upon the wind
That tells the leaves to fall,
As it gently rocks the leaning bough
Of the tree that stands so tall.
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Darkness is the curtain,
Drawn tight across my eyes,
With pinholes for the stars to shine,
In the evanescent skies.
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You held my hand as we took a stroll,
For as far as the eye could see,
Until we felt the need to rest,
Down by a wise old tree.
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There are many realms above me,
And many more below.
Depending on my progress,
Determines where I go.
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When man first stood upon the earth,
Perfection was around.
Nature was in balance,
In the air, and on the ground.
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The time is now before me,
When the body falls away,
And my spirit gain’s its freedom,
From the life it had to pay.
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I close my eyes and flow within
The confines of my mind.
Where shackles have no meaning,
And the limits hard to find.
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The time is now upon me,
To once again return,
From the realms that I resided,
To a place that I can learn.
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