This poem is based off a book I read today and I'm quite proud of myself for reading it in one day, but here is the new poem :)
It began with the end,
The morning began and second by second, time ticked away.
Snippets of a present from that day.A birth 83 years to date,
Eddie spent his last day
Like he's spent the day before.
He's a mechanic for a carnival.And then a fault,
A mistake in building.
Eddie wouldThe five people you meet in heaven,
Eddie traveled through five.
All whom made a difference,
Each teaching a different experience.The first colored blue,
His name bearing the Blue Man.
He died saving Eddie,
Much like he did for Amy, or Annie.The second, and a man of his word,
A captain that lived nothing but war.
He, too, died for keeping his word,
In return he had saved four.Sacrifice is not for what you lose,
But for what you gain.
Its for the ones left behind,
And for them to find.The third, the woman whose name is shared with the carnival,
Enlightened Eddie on his father.
She showed him an unknown secrets,
One that left Eddie in pieces.She showed him a side,
A side he never knew until then.
His dad died of an illness,
Caused by saving a friend for forgiveness.These three people all showed him something common,
They all died for another.
Each sacrificed for the life of the other.The fourth lesson came from his wife,
They danced and talked but she couldn't stay because the lesson was:
Life ends but love never does.The fifth and final lesson,
The one that answered all,
The reasons and explanations.
One that saved each generation.This lesson showed his meaning,
His reason for one place his entire life.
He endured everything for so many,
His life for the life of plenty.His reason for life wasn't nothing,
He didn't waste his breath,
For his breath was used for safety.
He was for, the children, security
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Lost & Found
PoetryMy inspiration comes from love and hate, And my poems are sparse and over the place. Beginning with the pain in a broken heart, To the love I painted in my art. Thoughts run constantly in my mind, They slip so easily through my fingers with time. So...