For The Happiness Of One - A Poem by Moe

"...I'll put my armor on...show you how strong I am..."

airplanes the fancy car

then taken up so far

at mountains heights to leap

you prayed your soul to keep

now gone is such a thing

see broken is your wing

false hope shot like the gun

for the happiness of one

falling from the heights

and hidden from the lights

this garbage in the street

finds friends betwixt your feet

now soulless are your soles

some try to fill the holes

but they block out the sun

for the happiness of one

mistrust is now your life

these promised title wife

yet these were never true

they preyed on piece of you

please woman look no more

break down the lesser door

gain strength and start to run

for the happiness of one

~moses apollo