What is this? (Poem)
Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 5:40 am
Thought 1:
How can I just coast along,
without knowing where I'm from,
who was here before I was,
like the Man who spilled His blood,
saved the world from certain doom,
yet He's ignored, cursed and shooed,
always being thrown aside,
all along I run and hide?
How could I be worthy of
the love of One from high above?
Thought 2:
Of course as we all grow up,
we see the people run a muck.
They seem like lines upon a page,
with a glance they're all so vague.
Do you ever think: Where do they go?
Or wonder how the flowers grow?
Or how the sky can stay so blue,
when all things we do pollute?
Thought 3:
With nothing to do time drips by,
as you have nothing to occupy.
But if you have a task at hand,
time just seems at an end.
So is it that our minds warp time?
Or do we have a clock inside,
with gears that flip our universe?
Oh come now! Don't be absurd!
How could that be possible?
If it's so, who is responsible?
The end?:
I sit alone sometimes in bed,
with thoughts like these inside my head.
My clock rings out: "Tick Tock Tick",
and I wonder: What is this?
How can I just coast along,
without knowing where I'm from,
who was here before I was,
like the Man who spilled His blood,
saved the world from certain doom,
yet He's ignored, cursed and shooed,
always being thrown aside,
all along I run and hide?
How could I be worthy of
the love of One from high above?
Thought 2:
Of course as we all grow up,
we see the people run a muck.
They seem like lines upon a page,
with a glance they're all so vague.
Do you ever think: Where do they go?
Or wonder how the flowers grow?
Or how the sky can stay so blue,
when all things we do pollute?
Thought 3:
With nothing to do time drips by,
as you have nothing to occupy.
But if you have a task at hand,
time just seems at an end.
So is it that our minds warp time?
Or do we have a clock inside,
with gears that flip our universe?
Oh come now! Don't be absurd!
How could that be possible?
If it's so, who is responsible?
The end?:
I sit alone sometimes in bed,
with thoughts like these inside my head.
My clock rings out: "Tick Tock Tick",
and I wonder: What is this?