father,

in poetry •  6 years ago 

father,

seperation:
the thing that is killing this generation.
segregation:
don’t do anything without his validation.

father, give me a sign:
perhaps make the stars align,
and make my sky bright to night.
my posession is a precious sight.

i took it out, the cross: they see.
should i make public my poetry?

alas, you spake to me with sense.
why do you think that you must cleanse
all your worries out on paper?
keep it all: talk to me later.

but father, i write to express
myself fully, and i try always to confess.
at times i fail, but forgive me.
cleanse me now to relieve me.

©LukaKorba

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With love,
Luka.

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Amazing writings...

agree!