Lights fall in the wake
of a monumental movement
spread wide across the world
Darkness, symbolic of not evil
But the will of mankind to save a planet
Shared by all and loved by many
What can you do to save and nurture
This sacred place that gives birth
To so much wonder and beauty?
One human can make the difference
One group can change a nation
A unity of nations can change the world
Earth Hour has come and gone
And every single human has shown their nation
Has shown the WORLD
How much our planet earth means to us all.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Dismal story of a dispirited fool
Will thou drown me in contempt?
Forsake my every move?
Rip happiness from my breast
and inject my lungs with melancholy air?
Far too long have I been in this dejected state
Far too long have I been aching for someone to soothe my soul
Why can't I be rid of this abhorrent daze of woe?
The gods, they love to torture me and my poor incarcerated heart.
Doomed to be imprisoned by this maelstrom of pain
Forever teetering on the edge of emptiness and light
But who can help this poor crestfallen soul?
I have gone to many, hurt many
Who would want to help someone as detestable as I?
Surely not those of a sane mind.
But ah, that wretched strand of light
That persistent shining beam of hope
It wants me to keep on, to try and go on.
But these torrents of hate, pain, depression, and emptiness...
These swirling masses that drown my confidence
Decimate my happiness
Obliterate my desires
Silence my laughter
And butcher my heart
How long must I persist before I can not persist any longer?
How long will my ray of light shine through this never ending darkness?
More importantly, does anyone care?
Do men care that they hurt me when they hush their mouths?
Do women care when they don't even call?
Does family care when they shun my true form?
I have been forgotten
Laid to waste
Banished to rot
Pierced by cupids godforsaken arrow
And no one to express myself to
But who would want to hear a child whine?
Who wants to hear the dismal story of a dispirited fool?
Forsake my every move?
Rip happiness from my breast
and inject my lungs with melancholy air?
Far too long have I been in this dejected state
Far too long have I been aching for someone to soothe my soul
Why can't I be rid of this abhorrent daze of woe?
The gods, they love to torture me and my poor incarcerated heart.
Doomed to be imprisoned by this maelstrom of pain
Forever teetering on the edge of emptiness and light
But who can help this poor crestfallen soul?
I have gone to many, hurt many
Who would want to help someone as detestable as I?
Surely not those of a sane mind.
But ah, that wretched strand of light
That persistent shining beam of hope
It wants me to keep on, to try and go on.
But these torrents of hate, pain, depression, and emptiness...
These swirling masses that drown my confidence
Decimate my happiness
Obliterate my desires
Silence my laughter
And butcher my heart
How long must I persist before I can not persist any longer?
How long will my ray of light shine through this never ending darkness?
More importantly, does anyone care?
Do men care that they hurt me when they hush their mouths?
Do women care when they don't even call?
Does family care when they shun my true form?
I have been forgotten
Laid to waste
Banished to rot
Pierced by cupids godforsaken arrow
And no one to express myself to
But who would want to hear a child whine?
Who wants to hear the dismal story of a dispirited fool?
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