The Way That You Feel

[madmike]

There's a price paid for serving Humanity

Sadly it accounts for the loss of most sanity

But you never will dwell deep in sick vanity

For at least you know full well the deal

Having been around for a very long time

You've seen streets full of blood and sick crime

Aware now that all can turn on a dime

And there's some wounds which just will not heal

Still you try hard everyday to be brave

Never will you toil as anyone's slave

Yet you must fight til you go to your grave

Because this my friend is the way that you feel

Mad Mike

[purplespirit]

So powerful, deep and sadly true. A succinct poem stirring real cosciousness to the state of society and present life. A strong read, thank you. Blessings, Ursula xx