Thursday, June 9, 2011

The Lost: a poem By John McKinley Pride Jr

“The Lost”

We feel lost
I feel lost
To be lost

To never be found
To be loved
To never be found
To never be loved
To never be loved by another

Confessors of the heart
To feel blood flow freely again

The lost feel nothing?

The lost are lost cause they feel nothing?

Am I a fool?

If there be a heart beat in the lost; then they surely feel and if they feel; we can find them again; find them again with in the walls of a broken heart.

Reaching out our hands saying we can love again.


By John McKinley Pride Jr
12/30/10

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