Scars

Together open your mind only with love this light,
Remembrance hail all souls for our universes gather.
At one with nature this blood will end to soil and air.

Are we gentle emotions gather in fear be one with,
Through these open pathways of dense forests freedom calls you.
This day comes to pass there is no war there is no hate.

Injustice gathered this sleep tired to the floor grow from me,
Can we say forgiveness my angels tonight in consciousness.
You cannot name me as the ghost casting away memories.

Giving thankfulness do not run in shadows worthy of more,
Till dust you escape across these deserts on old stones.
I can hold you in my arms the universe through these hands of a man.

Beat the drums to welcome home the great spirits of care,
The pain cast away dance children for are we the last generation.
Do not give your faith away Gods infinity confirms you now.

Naked my soul running in consequence death will follow,
This form looking to the shore of fair lands we were there.
Are you appearing do not scar desperation passes now soon.

No conclusion in the language of mankind these words bleeding,
Never change be who you are so say nature now we are.
Oxygen give Earth these years of the keys as we subside.

Image of the last this moonlight landscapes in darkness,
Skies will fall to angels gathering of wings mighty wings.
Be ready my people as we gather to the mountains.
Give me the strength of the eagles with the eyes to see,
Rest the bones we live on false promise’s cast away darkness.
Bring forth the order of the round house sit with fire.

Can you hear the morning rise the sunlight gathering the day,
This is your day of freedom wishing on you light and love.
There will be no more pain escape this dark matter.

The women will sing the Gods back home for you tonight,
Casting away scars of emotional life confusion we are.
The clans unite grandfathers we will be our forgiveness.

Our consequence lost in confusion fragmented words,
Can you see this idea to unite souls for freedom can we guess not.
These six months she will rise again to give life to the barren.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented. Never forgotten….

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