blank slate the denial of human nature

the city brought darkness, swirling shadows caught listless souls
down into her dephths.
but a second to feel the life.
an aroma perhaps or a glimpse of another life in perhaps the same
life-time in which u live....
surfing giant waves are our destinies....this city isn't for the
listless....its hard beyond any name or namesake...to be caught in its
tidal wave is to fight for the surface for that breath of air that
isn't free...the city has a place for any soul...stake your ground,
see its habits watch her ...never see too much kindness ...shell steal
that...from your very soul...the time has come where my mind has come
to the line.
will the gun go off tonight?
when shall we be given our orders.
uve begun...theres no quitting this
cuz the city won't let any be drugged dragged under her for
long....live ...live...time is now...to be and feel..face fear in its
place....dont placate....
if it be you ...they shall try to see
better go on beeing...
if ya don't know even who...ya are....just smile....be kind....let em
see there's a sun & redemption comes in all flavors....
but live.
live I shall.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

why do you think i live in the country, matey?
love always....

DAD

DAD
My Father by Mark Merrill