@BonesOfTheMoon to Poetry • 8 months agoGwendolyn Brooks, "To The Young Who Want To Die".imagemessage-square2arrow-up1117arrow-down17
arrow-up1110arrow-down1imageGwendolyn Brooks, "To The Young Who Want To Die".@BonesOfTheMoon to Poetry • 8 months agomessage-square2
minus-square@gibmiserlink11•edit-28 months agoFor the long nights when you found a new resolve that I never knew was there For the righteous vibe that I need like the air I breathe There are times when you’ll think you’ve got my phony number figured out There’ll be days when I don’t feel like I ever knew you all that well And I’ll be damned if I feel like I will ever know anything But if don’t keep moving on that last hill We’ll never know what’s on the other side
For the long nights when you found a new resolve that I never knew was there
For the righteous vibe that I need like the air I breathe
There are times when you’ll think you’ve got my phony number figured out
There’ll be days when I don’t feel like I ever knew you all that well
And I’ll be damned if I feel like I will ever know anything
But if don’t keep moving on that last hill
We’ll never know what’s on the other side
So lovely.