Forsooth, like sand within a sieve, time reigns
and no immortal hand may sway its fall...
A new life, a new canvas, a brand new start,
Life is seen by me as a peice of art...
Within these shadows of Life
There stands a wall of fear...
-I'm not trying to belittle the recent terrorist...
Media...
Watching life through evil eyes,
You sit, uptight, and despise...
We entice enormous leeches in our cries for a hand
I reach into the translucency...
Fireflies and pretty dragons hover
Over my lake of stagnant dreams...
Holy misery ecstatic looking through my African...
Violent hands replaced by heartfelt poetic...
Watching all my friends
slowly fade away...
When i was young,
we coudnt get no poorer...
You thought you had it all,
Had your life all planned out...
***** i would appreciate your comments on this...
Tuesday December 20. 2005...