Elie's Poetry Corner

I curse the thoughts I don't invite, which wander to my brain. I curse those feelings yet again, macabre or mundane. I curse the dreams I have at night, which make me toss and turn disturb my rest, mess up my head, and make my loins burn. I curse the fear that binds me, and treats me like its slave it lies about so many things, to keep me in its cave. It tells me who to talk to, and dictates where I go it tries to keep me ignorant, dispelling what I know. I curse a world that keeps you down, no matter how you try. Where most poor people work and work, and only just get by. It's hard to climb the ladder, if you've got a heavy load; The path to wealth is difficult, there's a boulder in the road. I curse the thought of hatred, bred in ignorance and fear which is passed down to the children, and lives another year. I curse every single thought of hate, which finds itself in me if I weren't bound by fear perhaps, I could fight this enemy.

I can kiss the boo-boo, but I can't heal the scar I can hug you when you're hurting, but that won't take away your pain. If you need a shoulder, Mine is always here. And if you need someone to talk to, I'll always lend my ear. If I could take your pain away, I'd bear it in a day, But even if my kindness, can soften all the blows Life will hurt you sometimes and I can't stop it. I try hard to protect you, to keep you safe from harm to feed you when you're hungry, keep you sheltered and warm. And when life gives you sorrow, I can feel it too. But I can't feel it for you, the one thing I can't do. Sometimes you'll feel a heartache that's difficult to bear. And when I see you hurting it hurts me deep inside. Let me heal the hurting, the only way I can. Maybe I can't understand what you feel inside, but let me try to comfort you, it's all that I can do.