Secrets of the Night
What do you have to offer
but a question to the night?
Stars and karma sit and laugh
Consequence can make you cry
Intentions end in sadness
when attention isn’t watched
Victim guilt, never hapless
Jury’s verdict never botched
Sprint until you stumble
They’ll tell you life ain’t a race
Sprint until you buckle
Get back up and join the chase
Sprint until you shudder
Sprint until you fight
Pay no mind to hidden whispers
Secrets of the night
What do you have to offer
but confessions to the lies?
A concession stand selling facts
but there still won’t be a line
Choosy world, don’t be a beggar,
there’s billions hungry too
Titled axis, we’re top heavy
Flooded hate is bleeding through
Sprint until you stumble…
What do you have to offer
but a meaning to your name?
Disguised happy faces
reflect mirrors showing pain
Shower fog is scripted,
writing what you want to hear
Watercolor image
of the things that cause us fear
In all the stars we can see
I heard the universe say
“Never steal and never borrow
The same things fade away…
Today will soon perish
Don’t wait too late to start
To find our life’s decryption
use what’s written in the stars”
Sprint away and toss the brakes,
risk the day and roll the dice
It may be worse for us to know
but better for us to die
Everyday, a chance to yearn
All the days take a toll
Is this life really worth a dime?
Pay and drive it just to know
Sprint until you stumble
They’ll tell you life ain’t a race
Sprint until you buckle
Get back up and join the chase
Sprint until you shudder
Sprint until you fight
Pay no mind to hidden whispers
Secrets of the night
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Hang on to this poem, polish it, remove all the extra that we put in when we are trying to meet a deadline, but keep all the good parts and there are so many good, good parts.
Should I delete it?
And thank you
I’ll put some work into it!