RAINBOW
Are we not driven to be calm, Do we find ourselves heading into a rainbow, Can we focus on a place of peace, Or are we really waiting on a chance to see, Carefully connected through the ashes of pain, Inside our deep thoughts circling for change, Although the art of word is still, Imagination takes to the mind of skill,
Slowly give me the chance to walk, The education to talk, and I will create a story of the word art when we mourn, The secret to motivation of a poet, Is a chance in all of gods form to recreate a past through heartache and falls, Amid the distance that we feel, Nothing I will ever say will seem so real, Words I calculate while I feed my brain and then I will know that we have kept each other at an arms length
Spending hours reading the bible, Asking myself the meaning of survival, Hearts beating in a match, Asking god to protect us, Every waking moment he intends to test us, Don't reflect to detect and select us on who will be taken away, So now I'm preying for a chance of where the peace glows,
Are we not driven to be calm, Do we find ourselves heading into a rainbow
