The Motionless
We are the motionless.
Unchanged by second chances,
Uninterested in late night romances.
We are the motionless.
We remain quiet,
Silence is power.
We have evolved.
Obtaining answers from facial gestures.
Seeking words from the mute.
We are changing,
Every single day.
We are cold,
Burning through one another.
We will never agree,
On anything we hear or see.
So cold,
But we're burning up inside.
So much to say,
So much to ask
Silence is power
Destroyed by our movements,
Motionless, We Are.
"I am death,
The bringer of life.
Pulling the knife from you back,
So you wont be motionless tonight.
Words are power,
A power you've abused,
So sit here in silence,
And don't say a word"
I am the motionless.
Deprived of second chances,
Once interested in late night romances.
But I remain quiet,
Silence is power.
They now call me a villain,
And I will take what there putting me through,
I know now that I'm in motion,
But these motions aren't for you.-------------------------
© John Minoia 2009
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This post has been edited by Eat-Sleep-andJam: Jan 22 2009, 11:04 PM
