Awakened to pure thoughts of our passionate heart,
Dreaming of the future ... wanting to make a start.
You are miles away in life and my minds' lost destiny,
At night I often wonder do you ever think about me?
In another realm, on a different plane, no abuse,
But here on planet Earth there really is no use.
For you are soiled from the habit of material drive,
Wanting only wealth, power, and your evil satyr drive.
Light years away from what destiny wanted to illuminate,
One is filled with God's love and one is filled with hate.
Beyond the realm of the minds' eye a soul silently rests,
Awaiting an illuminated future after all the senseless tests.
Copyright © Michele Osborn, 2011
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