The heat you feel is generated by disloyalty It starts like an ordinary idea but then a thought is born The action that follows is always a minor one, but then the deed is done The little things they say always grow up Wanderers often loose sight of the important things They constantly search for […]
The next bread comes before the first day, the light and the darkness fall on the night My might is lost as my sight struck by plight Who can help the strong? and who should hate on the weak? Why does the driver keep to the road? and why does the time look out into
Those that find themselves standing in the empty room of imagination count sheep They Day dream and reminisce over untapped memories and unfulfilled visions To them, participating would have been the best choice; but their time is all spent Time does not reward all this neglect rather attempts to normalize alienated feelings Motion sickness all-around
“And when the hourglass has run out, the hourglass of temporality, when the noise of secular life has grown silent and its restless or ineffectual activism has come to an end, when everything around you is still, as it is in eternity, then eternity asks you and every individual in these millions and millions about
Banes and hammers a world of mistrust In this land of dust, every revolving door opens us up to lust The shrubs remain ever luscious and rampant A city wide with a spree of savages who crack the delicate glass walls of society To what end? Some dare to ask , as the distant drums
A life condemned to eternal disarray Launched of the shoulder of mediocrity Structured to produce hollow entities A nation created to be a solid illusion It’s foundation immersed in the putrid notion of being a democracy In this business transaction Between the elites The common man is commonly placed As the priorities of these forerunners
Figaro (The Days of Madness) Read Post »
I never believed that need would arise That a day would come when I would consider it the final moment To be aware of pain, but ignoring it all for the gain To be seated in a white room,without expectation but spoken to with hesitation To come to understand hopelessness To be the understudy of
Something About Nothing Read Post »
Sorry this took so long…. “The other day, on my way to get dinner after work, there was some man beating on a lady in the street. She was screaming!! But While that was horrible, what was worse was that people just watched them. No one ventured closer to help stop him, no one called
