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"The Island Remains"

Days move on, Much like a train without a destination
The trusting soul was fooled again
To expose what has been hiding for what seems forever
And to have it returned without the required compassion

Show us a new side of your gentle soul
Oh yes, Play the lonely ivory, Make us weep, smile and remember

But are you as human as your simple words imply?
And would it have been understood?
The relaying from one's heart to but another
Not with the one who cared little of the broken wing

Not a new thing here, And not the only one to know of deceit
Most play games, But who shall win?
The streets are full of losers in this game of hearts

Solitude can be found in the most unlikely places
From the stool of the bar or from the hill afar
No one knows you anyway
Shall we peek within the windows of his world?
Watch the hands move swiftly, As the mind reveals the very being

When all is written of the one who came
We shall find we are all the same
And after all this time, The Island remains.

Poem Written By The Quiet One
Copyright © 1998 All rights reserved.


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