I just randomly came up with this poem. I had the sudden urge to write and so I did! Please check out my other poem too. You can get to it by clicking
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John's Long Song
Doitsu, Duetche Land, Germany
Weimar, Versaille, and Berlin
Understand, Hope, and Misery
All of which he must intend
For John has a song
Titled neither here nor there
But anywhere he pleases
Or anything he dares
For it's a song that is sung
By not choirs, nor the nuns
But by songs I mean the sun
And by sun and mean John's son
But neither sun, song, nor sun
And neither here nor there
Not anywhere!
Again and gone
Must be the song
The song of the morning birds
That is so sweetly dimmed
For the song is it's one
But nor is it independant
It's on that has gone
And one not dependant
No other worlds are there
That hold such a song
That a turtle can sing
And a bear can caw
But understanding is the fall
The fall of the song
John's Long Song's son
Would have to be wrong
John would sing from one night to the next
Without his regret, nor with his contempt
For John would not give up unless the light faded
And if light faded away, so would hope of a bright new day
The dawning of the song
John's Long Song
Has drawn a Son from the Sun
And the final words he sings
Will be the worlds last
For the darkness witheld
Will come forth in a blast
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