Deep
(the first poem I had ever written)
When its far from the beggining,
And this planet is not spinning,
Will the human race be winning,
Or will we have been sinning?
When the Earth and Moon collide,
And the wake disturbs the tide,
Will your mind be open wide,
As our light and soul is tried?
When its the end of time and space,
Will we transend to another place,
We will leave without a trace,
When there is nothing left but grace.
Lets join hands,
Set us free,
We'll exist right where we were meant to be,
All you have to do is believe in me,
Becuase where we are going you need a third eye to see.
Will we be left with pride,
Or will our hearts be fried,
Will we have a spirit guide,
Maybe we just want someone at our side.
When we start to re-align,
And live with love not lies,
We will re-unite our ties,
And our hearts will forever be combined.
Jeramie 2003
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