A Soreness
There is a soreness,
A soreness that flows throughout my body,
But not only my body, but my entire being,
A soreness of mind and of soul as well.
It invades my every thought and emotion,
Only encouraged by the circumstance of existence,
Further magnified by the enormity of perception.
It is a soreness that will remain through completion,
And follows through into fulfillment.
It exists always, a constant persistence.
No one knows all of the evil it has caused,
Nobody wants to,
But it is never forgotten, never lost or escaped.
At times it surfaces as anger or sorrow,
While for others it is an inspiration.
It is the author of numerous works,
The painter of many a scene,
The singer of a number of songs.
It is an artist and an intellectual,
It is a zealot and a bum.
But whatever it is, we all know it.
It has made or broken us all.
There is a soreness,
A soreness to which we are all well acquainted.
Peace,
Justin
A soreness that flows throughout my body,
But not only my body, but my entire being,
A soreness of mind and of soul as well.
It invades my every thought and emotion,
Only encouraged by the circumstance of existence,
Further magnified by the enormity of perception.
It is a soreness that will remain through completion,
And follows through into fulfillment.
It exists always, a constant persistence.
No one knows all of the evil it has caused,
Nobody wants to,
But it is never forgotten, never lost or escaped.
At times it surfaces as anger or sorrow,
While for others it is an inspiration.
It is the author of numerous works,
The painter of many a scene,
The singer of a number of songs.
It is an artist and an intellectual,
It is a zealot and a bum.
But whatever it is, we all know it.
It has made or broken us all.
There is a soreness,
A soreness to which we are all well acquainted.
Peace,
Justin
posted by Jw at 6:24 PM
2 Comments:
wow was the first thought that came to my mind, keep in mind i didnt start off by making fun of you:). this was a really good one..and if you don't become a published poet i think i'll have to beat you with a wet noodle. back to the poem: as your last one it could be taken different ways which i like because i like to think and rest on them for seriously 5 years. at the end when you stated that soreness could make or break us all, that's unfortunately the bitter truth..actions or whatever you're dealing with decide that. so great job justin!
JUSTIN! oh geeze, you have to get online..i have some fun news to share with you!!!! ahh..and what do you mean your amazingness..*cough cough*..haha i'll have to work on my entries..wow i am high on life right now..going to be a hyper day tomorrow! :):):)
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