Poetic Speech

Amount the time given for a life| As the minutes pass another hour lost| Time stood still as the clock changed hands| A mass ordeal| Seemed lost in the vast appeal| The deal broke through with one foot left standing on crutches| Passed down from generation to generation| Applause to make those less worthy feel equal within the equation| Subtract those unneeded and multiply the ones in front of the class| Mask the wrinkled face| Alter the underlines with a more a chiseled outline| The gravitated figures| Replace them with cardiovascular enhanced figures| Increase the workload for those without a voice| keep them in line| With a straight lace running up and down their spine|

When the nonsense goes is when the conscience grows| Obscure in the emptiness of nothing| A dark hole with no hope| Dwindling with the closing door| A crack in the middle| Sprout a light of hope| The light grew| Isolating the dark with scenes of grey| Absent from the remote land| A screaming voice Utters| The noise to block the sound from the sun| The voices uniting into one loud screech| Misplaced was the microphone| Unplugged to dismiss the surrounding sounds| The pounds the weight carried to bury the noise| Today sees the time| Tomorrow shows the minutes| Next week tells the days| A Rusted crown on the head of a clown laughing| From the outside of the hole| That dark void| Singing with a menacing tone| His throat clogged in a patterned noise| -This poem was originally longer, but I had to break it down. Because i didn't want you all to be lost. My brain works in strange ways, and i get all these ideas that pop into my head all at ...