Mitchel David Ring

Thoughts, Stories, The Poem

Everything Under the Sun

I watched you speaking at the altar of lost time

your words concealed within the voice of the wind

attacking the walls we built against the night

and I hoped that they would crumble

I wanted the flood to come and take it all away

make an island of this burning land

you and me alone and the world gone away to drown

Together we could lead the prisoners in a riot

a rebellion of two against everything under the sun

we are become masters over the illusion of fate

and keepers of a shared vision of what is to come

trying our hardest to cast away the memories

and convince ourselves

that we haven’t just built the prison walls closer

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Fear is circulating. The world is burning. Seems to me the only way out of this is to stick together and fight. If you’re here, thank you. Keep doing what you’re doing, keep your head above the surface, and don’t let anyone tell you it’s over until the fires are out.

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Mitchel David Ring

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11 responses to “Everything Under the Sun”

  4. “ I wanted the flood to come and take it all away
    make an island of this burning land
    you and me alone and the world gone away to drown”. These are descriptive phrases, one can almost smell the smoke. Beautifully done David and so true. Love 💕 Joni.

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