Others | Pow
The happiest people, Have the saddest stories.
The ugliest people, Have the most beautiful moments.
The bad people, Have the real truth
The good people, Fight for the truth.
people poems
Metal People | Susy
The audience of metal people, is anyone distraught?
No one has tried a mask. No one has tried a thought.
The tears unshed.
All faces dead, a sort of metal rot.
To make a sound, to make a frown, I tried from up above. But, gaping eyes without surprise,
Emerged
A haunting joke.
This audience of metal, a gathering of rot,
The yellow stain of many.
A noise
I can’t
Forgot
Spire | Nate Maye
From up here
we all look small
the same
clothed in innocence.
From even
higher the differences
are indistinguishable
But each time I fall
I must crawl back up.