The Energy A Poem Needs
Like keeping a fire burning you need enough fuel.
Sometimes I run out.
Poof and it's gone.
A desire, thoughts upon the wire.
I need another jolt.
Charging my batteries.
Rebooting again.
Gathering all the energy.
Dispersing it evenly.
Trying to keep it honest.
Cause I hold truth so close to my heart.
That it is hard to separate the two.
Emotions running wild.
Look their Bambie just jumped across the screen.
The mother follows close behind.
So afraid to let her out it's sight.
Nature is but gorges of something I continuously need.
It is of the proper feed.
It is so pure and clean.
In harmony the birds always sing.
It is all the way I want my poem to be.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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