Split

I slice open,
A vain in heaven,
To talk to God,
I got to question,
About these goings on here,
Why everybody is walking in fear,
Can we be that stupid?
Believing in a Cupid,
Of holy holiday happiness,
Twelve months a year,
A holiday for sadness,
Useless normal complaining,
The price so low it’s gaining,
Not alive if they ain’t straining,
Credit card balance swap,
Souls from the bottom,
To the top,
Whatever that is,
Why we run from,
All of the fun,
It’s all here,
In the middle of tears,
A light of gleaming thunder,
Dark skies of wonder,
Gloomy blooming jeers,
Shedding faulty fears,
Faith is the pace,
The tie two lace,
Into our hearts,
Hope is the place,
That stops and starts,
Love filling our cup,
To split hearts,
Out of luck………….
Fennigan T 1.19.11