"For the love of father"

Naked dreams,
Covered by curtains
And the crimson tide
That’s high enough
To drown all your dreams forever
Ancient pictures, faces calling you
Innocent killings
Betrayal,
Burning within the flames
Shaded into fountain rain
Let your dreams be free
For the love of father
Aim high,
Live free,
Said this idiot poet
In sub consciousness
To the mass of conscious philosophers
Where the end comes to your funeral fire
Live your dreams to your height
Talk to your eternal spiritual divinity
For the love of father
No doves fly this day,
Burning flames within you
With grace of future
For the love of father


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