Sanity....a sanguine reality bent round and round the minds of many fallen short....the dismay in numbers....souls locked outside thier cells...looking in...wanting in...we all come back around to the passive memories set apart in our lives...
short and sweet and sour like lemons hanging on branches of bones left behind in the wake of time and destiny....forlorn expressions grace the face of the sky looking down on the few and humble....rain comes with great anticipation to cleanse away the filth of generations of degridation one nation under the standing feet of the weak and deceptive...- we come around ....dirt in hands wanting, natural and free thinking fresh we are...lucid and wakeful patient in our standing in cue...waiting for the day when we all let our guards down...dysotopian playground on fire...
- to play and not get burned is the way of our present...onward we see a future without such clutter and dysfunction....onward...we all come around...
A bit of this and that from my mind to yours....enjoy!
Friday, September 23, 2011
Its all Real....
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