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Sunday, July 10, 2005

Just a little poem i composed..btw pple post more pls dont be shy!!!! This blog is almost DEAD now..common outspoken beings, time to speak and shine like we always do.

The Run

My mind trots along
a winding path, engaging
the sights and sounds – the
meticulous ants, working
overtime, the pleasant shrill
of the opportunistic vultues.

As if hit
by an insidious disease,
my poignant heart stirs,
the raging emotions laid
to rest,
almost resembling a polished grave.

The television unsettles
like a toddler trapped in the dark,
I switch it off, the screen blanks
but it fizzles,
and wages war.

The horizon presents
new perils,
Like marching over burning coal.
Demons and their disciples, forlorn
Angels in distress. I run,
I run.
Woe to the sputtering engine.
I’m firmly on the ground now.


Crew of 04a04/06| 11:55 PM