Pulped Poetry. This poem illustrates the need for a purpose, a person, anything to believe in, when it seems like the entire world is a mystery. This poem symbolizes the speed in which each generation passes, and the only thing that a person wants to be certain of on their dying day is the knowledge that someone else will always remember them. Spoken word.
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For Seed to Keep
by: Jimmy Phillips
Oh Jesus
I don't believe in you
but I know I believe in something
Oh prophet
I don't need a message
I need to run
Write and sing
Oh me
I need to feel
Breathe and eat
If this is it
At least what does it mean?
I'm sorry
I'm scared
Don't tell me
If ignorance is bliss
I'd rather live as a blind man
Than be proven wrong since I began
If I never understand
Then let me love
Naive man I am
Ants in dust I am
Let my love overwhelm and fill them
And from this earth
May one tiny seed
Grow into a tree
And remember me
Only then my life complete
Oh you
You need to feel
Breathe and eat
And my love will stay for seed to keep
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MegaAminaAli 4 months ago
@MegaAminaAli thank youu! =D
pulpedpoetry 4 months ago