Arise my dear soul !
wipe the tears of past
today is a new day
rise with the sun
let it massage you
empowering you
to recognize the click
that puts to rest
pain, sadness, hurt
woven into a basket
soiled with sweat
that drips when
souls lose their vibe
lost in a island of hate
making the self dread
must it push and shove
when it sees not
whats within and around it
each second the clock clocks
somehow with all said and done
dust itself up it must
if you are to remain in motion
as you are rising my dear !
© 2011 Just Ice
wipe the tears of past
today is a new day
rise with the sun
let it massage you
empowering you
to recognize the click
that puts to rest
pain, sadness, hurt
woven into a basket
soiled with sweat
that drips when
souls lose their vibe
lost in a island of hate
making the self dread
must it push and shove
when it sees not
whats within and around it
each second the clock clocks
somehow with all said and done
dust itself up it must
if you are to remain in motion
as you are rising my dear !
© 2011 Just Ice
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