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Two long lines, straight and neat.
They stretch around the globe
Beginnings and ends meet.
Full of dull eyes and minds.
A soul moves out a pace.
All eyes watched the one
Out of line, out of place.
Hands reach and pull them back.
Again, one of them breaks,
Going out of reach and turns
To see something that makes
Them go back in their line.
Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
There was silence except
For the sounds of the clock.
Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
... Stop...
A single mind thinks a single thought
A thought that differs from what they
Have thought all through their lives.
A single thought that leads to ideas.
Ideas that will bring a revolution.
Hundred minds having dangerous ideas
For the continuation of the two lines.
They break away.
Running past the grasping hands,
Ignoring the monster that waits
Judging in every mind.
They will never re-join the lines
They fight for their ideals
Whether it be for their rights
or just the freedom to be who they are.
Two long lines, perfect and neat
They stretch around the globe
Beginnings and ends meet
Full of dull eyes and minds.
Tick, tick, tock. The never-ending clock.
Will it ever stop for you?
- by HuntressofAthena |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/21/2018 |
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- Title: Two lines
- Artist: HuntressofAthena
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- Date: 04/21/2018
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