Continual Existence
No choice but to remain content,
Got to pay the rent,
Money seems to be heaven sent,
Destruction was that stranger from which disruption went.
Never realizing that life was in the doorway,
Waiting for me to stand in the way,
To prevent my movement to prevent the sway,
A million men man would have to be sent this way.
Not to let the one with the meekest voice go ignored,
Not to let the one with the weakest resolve to fade in the background,
Not to let the one without eyes not be seen,
Not to let the one without ears not be heard.
But to feel the presence of emotion,
Feel the presence of the person called life,
To know what it is like to be together,
Instead of being torn apart.
To continue on with pain
To continue with love,
To continue with the rain,
So that no regrets will follow above.
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