So many people walking around,
But not...
The words in their hearts
Burn their mouths...
Stereotypes and judging
Hatred and Grudging...
Pardon, for the loss of freedom
For the loss of the smell of the ocean...
They place us
in such well crafted...
Straight out of school
Hopes and dreams intact...
Flame filled skies scorch and sear,
Metallic hearts begin to bubble and melt...
We live in a black and white world,
with standardized lines to show...
Vanquished beneath sheets of hollowed blue
forever destined to endeavor this light burning...
Every time I turn around
Is another stare conveyed...
At midday, I chat to the blue whale watching
and scratch it as we both sing hymns of faith...
I, Me, Mine, My
Every thing's about self...