Monday, September 14, 2009

你 我 他

 

Down you hung yr head, looking to the ground,
With every step you take, you allowed it to be your style.
Casting your glances up, only to see the signs and lifts
before returning back to the cold hard concrete down.

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You were dressed in blue causal, in jeans with a sling bag as many youths would.
You were barely walking, dragging your feet in the pace of reluctance.
You were going in a direction for the train, leaving for some place called dread.
You caught the lift, finally glancing to see the numeric of 123.

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World I look you in the eye, with glances to the horizons.
Quicken but relaxed were my pace, for this day of light and glory.
Dressed in red blue and a bagful of hope I carry,
I dreamt of an unceasing hope.

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I am dressed in red blue, with a touch of white and cyan at the ears.
I walk with direction, and a sense of destination.
I quicken my steps, pacing in peace and relief from the weights of world.
I like to share this flora I wear, that brings colors to life and life to lives.

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Love is all one can see, in the eyes of the he who is able and willing;
wearing that body of scars and stripes, from scourges not his.
Like a beacon in the night, he stands out for you and me.
In the name of an amazing love.

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He was dressed with blood and scars, but now in white glory.
He was nailed on the cross, but resurrected alive and well.
He sits in Heaven, with eyes upon our every thought.
He is waiting for us, for us to make that call.

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