THE BLEEDING PEN ANTHOLOGY 38
(KADIMA is a Hebrew word that means FORWARDW)
Hands froze and shaky,
Legs effete, flaccid and heavy.
The heads that carry rod
Looks old and odd.
Never quit but KADIMA .
Man by the corner; sights to kadima
All dews of motivation enraged man,
Swift thoughts;faint steps
All for a clean shot at the peak of kadima,
Blood might be swimming in your balcony
Sky might be mourning on your glory
Stars might refused to shine on your success
And it’s like you should strangle yourself to death
My brother, worry less and
Ocean may rose,
Destiny may doze,
Life might be cunning
Never think of Stopping
Hopeless like the felled tree,
Speechless like a homeless bea,
All thought of life runs in your heart,
Your handsome heart dropped in the cart,
Your pen may seem not so sharp,
Leaving you with blank gap,
Your imaginations may be of emptiness,
And the images may be of nothingness
Dear friend, Kadima.
Thoughtful as he lies,
With his hands in his arms,
Thinking of a path to trend,
As he stood a bit and benched,
His heart becomes light as he KADIMA.
The wind does blow,
As did a thousand years ago,
Never think of giving up,
Though the tears drop.
Gifted hands turned emaciated rats
Left alone to be eaten by wild cat.
Encumbered by shackles of pains
And its ploys playing up again.
Only but focus and KADIMA.
Solely to make a step to kadima,
One needs to forfeit his past
And rage against impossibilities;
Just to make-a-do kadima,
Poverty might wine and dine on your table
And you breathe and living could be in crucible
Friends might be telling you to be wise
And situations might be telling you to compromise
My sister, cheer up and KADIMA
The road may seems rough
The journey will gets tough
And no chance to move forward
Be strong and lean toward
End of the game you smell,
What may happen in the next seconds you cant tell,
A boneless flesh you grow,
A mustard seed of tomorrow,
Transformar adelante!, Kadima!!.
Might have been exhausted by your think,
Your pen may turns you penniless,
But I assure you, you are on the path of righteousness
Dear friend, Kadima.
As his pen begin to bleed,
Thoughts starts to breed,
Fraught has he try to put his ideas as one,
Health acquired as he KADIMA
Life sing with joy,
Though nothing to enjoy,
Let’s keep moving on,
Be in a decade or million .
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