by Steven | May 1, 2003 | Poetry
Life is like a rollercoaster
Rising high into the sky
Feeling free with every breath
Never afraid to take the next step
The slow rise to the top is worth waiting for
Until the big drop down
Like the speed of light, you race down the track
Now there’s no way to go back
You swing through curves
Fly through loops
The debt collector calls
You think of a dupe
When all is said and done
The ride comes to an end
You’re out of breath and feel so lost
There’s plenty of sun, you look around
To see you’re back where you began
At the bottom of the track you look high in the sky
Wondering if you dare to take the ride
A deep breath, and hope for the best
You want to cry as you rise into the sky
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by Steven | May 1, 2003 | Poetry
As a child we grow and play
Color blind, universal love
Little drama, little pain
No shed of blood
Spend your time as a small soul
Observing the world, learning to grow
Released as a young adult, to make a choice
But still few hear your voice
The eighties pass, nineties advance
We feel somewhat strong, in past tense
Teenage years, happiness, tears
Emotional turmoil, maturity comes, high school years
But we graduate with many fears
World unraveling, tension grows
Violence prevails, stories told
Millennium comes, terror begins
Revelations says the world shall end
Us against the world, a nation under God
Taking over, demolition
What exactly is coalition?
Nuclear power, biological weapons
No one here has learned a lesson
Two towers that stood so tall
We stand by and watch them fall
We will be the end of us
World power gone corrupt
Turning nations abroad against us
We should have listened, we should have heard
But higher powers follow Lucifer
Keep on this path, we’ll feel the wrath
One final blow will let us know
We should have never begun the show Once a day of birth
We will be the end of earth
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