from Joey - Thursday, February 02, 2006
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Written for my amazing friend whose name starts with 'A'
Does writing your theories make you curious,
About what's happening inside the minds,
Of all those you're attempting to write about?
Is that why it's so hard to find the words?
Close your eyes and recall the things inside you,
That remember every time you fell,
Beneath the Egyptians slave driving whip
And the stories through songs you used to tell.
Of courage previously thought inconceivable
And battles you believed would never end.
With you standing in the middle,
Holding up the final flag
As the enemies sword pierced your breastplate.
Grabbing hold of your opponents blade,
You turned the knife and bravely bade
Farewell to one more of your families foes.
How did I possess the bravery you ask
With your eyes closed you pass yourself
Off for a girl built light and slim.
But on the inside there is courage,
Greater than all the Scotts could manage
And with one sentence from your lips they'd cringe.
I'm sure they could sense the light
That from you shines so bright.
I'm a force to be reckoned with
You say without a sound.
Yet you'd stand there bewildered,
Wondering why they'd run away,
Asking was it me that made them not want to stay?
Or was it the legions behind me
That no one else besides crazy Joey
Seems to be able to see!
Maybe in a world somewhat detached
We could all see and feel them
But from where I am right now
It's hard to even make it seem real then,
A lightning bolt hits the sky
And for a moment it's all in the minds
A picture as vivid as jealousy.
That girl has really got it,
I hope she one day finds it
A bloody shame if some day she closes her eyes,
Never to have realised
The power she left paralysed
Underneath her theories never released
I hope one day I get to read them at least.