Stand

We each play our rant in a soulful debate

But my soul feels empty when it's full of hate

Say we'll slam issues down

All I've done is poetry slap around

Say the world aint fair with less love and more war

Sit for felled forests, what do we stand for?

All the echoes said words from deep my head

Letters wrote from a dreary soft sleepless bed

Up-made words and downplayed strife

Trying to fulfil some purpose in life

With sharp words and actions like a butter knife

Making biggest waves with naught but tears still cried

Nautical dreams where I wish I died

Racking up guilt like thunderstorms

Dear up in the sky you know all to well

How hard we've tried.

Tomorrow may come but I can't stand a difference made

Defined by which of the rants is replayed

Trade knowledge for wisdom try to understand

Yet no matter how strong I promise to stand

Without faith I sink in the sea

Will I see more the wind or You in front of me?