Today I sit upon my chair,
my thoughts running wild...
My inner thoughts mirroring my soul,
Integrating the existence of my private...
A tear can move my pen.
A smile can counter a lie...
Every tear becomes a lifeline.
Emotion is proof of life...
This is a package deal.
The good the bad and all the in-between...
A synapsis of life.
This is a package deal...
~°*°~
I lift my eyes...
Why should I bow down to statues?
They can neither walk nor speak...
Some preach against tithes,
But it was commanded...
Days are the time lines that sew the fates of...
As the sun sets on the edge of this painted...
Before I was born centuries of endless wars
Carried over to fill my life span...
Six thousand feet above sea level
Low on oxygen...