The Day After You Give Up
After you give up and surrender your cause The world will never end, not even pause For one in a second. The bud that has refused to bloom, won?t freeze the blossom in on if it choose, It wilts, it shrivels, in ugy, slow death. The day after you give up the sun will shine Still. The moon and the stars shall tantalize In your demise, you will still breathe, you will feel the heat in little burns and tiredness. You?ll fall in rugged, scrapping, tortous crest. The years after you give up, the world still does? Continues. Things go on, children grow and fire aglow. But not you. You die every day While breath still linger you. Yet with nothing To speak for, the shame will kill you. Gradually. March 7, 2001 About the Author: WILLIAM BIAGAN RAMOS is a writer whose love affair with the pen dates back from days of diapers, [or was it lampin pa then?]. Comments & suggestments, text at +639174962768 or email @ pogieramos@yahoo.com Source: www.isnare.com |