Essay About Length Of Time And Faint Gust

The Truth
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I think
I say
I cry
For we cant see
Or realize
Our fate
Not shown
yet casted in slate
The grown
Dont even hesitate
to ignore
and wait to late
They see it as a chore
too broad a subject
to explore
too set
our ways
too closed our doors
to many days
have come and gone
not correcting what is wrong
yet still
life goes on
Why do we learn to share
as youths
The truth
we still dont see
for you and me
forgot
its trapped inside our thoughts
not coming out
not free
to be
about
nothing i can say aloud
proud
i will write
no worrys of a fight
not scared of the bite
Greed
to want
not to need
to bite the hand that feeds
i want more
demand
dont pleed
cut down the tree
dont plant the seed
how long until we see
i cant be
the only one
there are tons
why dont they talk
and walk the walk
our length of time
is unknown
before
the bomb
will be blown
and cast the shadow
on every home
no issues to discuss
no talk
no fuss
no trucks
no bus
no passion
no lust
no shine
just rust
just a faint gust of past
how the humans
did not last
Neverending
is time
like a crime
that plagues or mind
tick tock
we dont stop
and think
to be
and feel the sea
and the grass
between
our toes
the fragrence
to our nose
when its time to die
we try and absorb
like weve never
been here before
keeps us sore
into the core
more and more
it will sink
we will never link
the fact
time equals stress
the crest
of our attitudes
all longitudes
and latitudes
build up
filled up
emotion
its time