Take the time

by pinkalias   Sep 16, 2004


Who has the hours, who has the time
to give me their knowledge, a piece of their mind
a chunk of their sanity a story still real
mind over matter
heart over will

an opinion unchanged and a song unwritten
a poet still dark, a child unbeaten

does anyone have a moment, a moment to spare
a minute to lighten an hour to bare
a day to recapture a week to relearn
a month to unwind
ten years to burn

Caz the world needs a Sunday, a day of rest
a day where we all can be at our best
a day there's no hurt, no pain, no flare
a day of pure bliss
to have time to care

to open the curtains and let in some light
to regain our strength and continue the fight
Caz the corners are dark there's too much pain
the sun is still blocked
and oceans of flooding rain

the holes increasing depth and mothers retire
daughters are broken and sons setting fire

pouring into the streets is a fountain of blood
please take the time before the earth drowns in the flood

we all have our plan, we all have our place
its written on your fingers, carved on your face

we can make it better, we can strive to move
we can create motion, we can live to improve

don't think that your worthless Caz somebody needs you
the world is still dying and you could be too.

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  • 19 years ago

    by paperdoll

    I like how the ideas deveolped thoughout, and the ending of this piece was chilling. A poem to inspire action, movement, and yet something holds us back, the indiecision and hesistancy, why are we still waiting....

    Jesus, stop me before i go all Hamlet on you.

    The point is, the poem was quite well done. Congrats, and keep it up.

  • 20 years ago

    by FTS Miles

    Another great poem. (I'm taking it that Caz is the name of your love because I don't think that you're capitalizing it to replace "cuz" idly.)

  • 20 years ago

    by Steve

    haha, cool!

  • 20 years ago

    by Unseen Exposure


    Heya- I totally love this poem. Especially this stanza ...
    "the holes increasing depth and mothers retire
    daughters are broken and sons setting fire"
    I just think it's really clever. Keep it up ...!!