Published on June 19, 2005 By Death_By_Beebles In Poetry
I sing the song of man covered in band-aids,
I sing the song of a recovering heart,
I sing the song of the lost and frightened,
I sing the song of the search party.
Searching for a soul.

I sing the song of beauty and love,
I sing the song of overprotection,
I sing the song of pain and retribution,
I sing the song of a girl's broken heart.
A broken, broken heart.

I sing the song of a best friend,
and the song of the best friend's girlfriend.
I sing the requiem and the eulogy,
I sing the affirmation and the songs about faith.
A wonderful, beautiful faith.

I sing the song of love,
I sing the song of hate,
I sing the song of pain,
I sing the song of joy,
I sing the song of children,
I sing the song of the elderly.

I sing the song of life.
It is the only song I know.

Comments
on Jun 20, 2005
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on Jun 21, 2005
very nice ending - quietly eloquent
on Jun 21, 2005
I liked this
on Jun 21, 2005
I liked this


Thanks! I'm glad that you replied.

very nice ending - quietly eloquent


Thank you. Your latest was quite good as well.