Is its true that the good die young?
For dying is the bad's greatest wish.
And if a mocking bird ever did sung
The only memory that I missed.
My mind is in post war time
And inside its trying to find
The only thing that'll make me happy
That white crystal haven
That keeps me saved
It helps me forget the forgotten
It's the only thing I've ever craved.
Because it wouldn't leave me behind
In that war time mind.
painting by-Matt Hansel
This poem is beautiful
wow thanks!! xoxox