Is it an alarm,
The uneasiness of guilt?
Is it a song
Meant to be danced to?
Is it a prayer?
What is the soul?
A flicker of hope,
A flare of truth?
Does it hide,
Or is it always here?
Can I talk to it
-Can it talk to me?
Are we the same,
Or are we polar?
In our thoughts
Who controls the thunder?
Is it the tears that fall from my eyes?
The stillness of a day gone right?
Where will I find you?
Where do you sleep at night?
-Jake R. Green 3-25-03
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