Prayers Whispered From Our Mouths [poems 24/?]
A/N: Feedback is magical.
=] also, i wrote this on 4/7/10.
Prayers Whispered From Our Mouths
Our breath rose in the cold,
like a hundred souls escaping
from these tattered would-be vessels
and today I say good-bye
because I've finally had enough
dropping burning gold into the bin
the clash rattling like the gunshots
we've come to know as lullabys
No more 'Hey Jude'
sung by Mother Mary
to soothe us into dreams
Father's gone, absent
giving up on hopeless causes
when the going gets rough
but I always have to
clean up the mess
I walk out of this door today,
not with the burdens of a soldier,
or the fear of P.O.W,
but with the effervescence
of a Free Man
because i'm done clinging
to Golden Hopes,
they only fall through my hands
in the end