Wednesday, February 13, 2013

[24] Papa, Don't Preach

You preach of love, 
of life, 
of future
and things in the past

Yet, you yourself 
are bitter, 
more bitter than a bar of dark chocolates, 
less bitter than perhaps
the calling of death, 

you linger in the valley
of the oblivion,
pretending that you are 
some soul of an optimist, 
who stands by your own
view of principles
that disregard the existence 
of some people; 
worthy of your love. 

"Poor unfortunate soul
in pain, in need"

p.s. Actions always speak louder than words

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