moon poetry

You are telling me that i am selling myself
My honor
My wishes
My hopes
My dreams
My great ideas about what should be
Were nailed to the cross
For the sake of what can not be bought
For the sake of what few can see
I have kept you in my heart
You can hit me
But my soul is intact by your anger and still loves
My ways are despicable to you
But love does not choose ways to bring us back to home
You know into the depths of your soul
My purity is endless
And all the children of the world I will accept
Muddy and dusty
Frightened and weak
Forgotten and abandoned
I will raise up anyone who came in front of my eyes

Uploaded: Sep 20, 2016

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