ok so my english teatcher at school told us to write down a poem that would conclude to the phrase "BUT I STILL HAVEN'T FOUND WHAT I AM LOOKING FOR". so i would like to see your critics and your opinion about my poem
I have wandered in the promise land
dead grownd, under god and fools
walking on water, drawning in sand
our shadows taller than our souls
Never to admit what had i mourned
shutting the blinds, i know you didn't see
No chance i took had i earned
never again to feel foreseen
I now look down on the sincerity of my fists
each twist following the one before
no path we took would we resisist
still haven't found what i'm looking for
The power of hope is never strong
no stone unturned did i leave
left in the mist of right and wrong
you know they forced me to believe
what can be said is not enough
you know it's all worth fighting for
drawning in water, walking on sand
still haven't found what i'm looking for