Tuesday, 28 February 2012
That's done then;
How, where and when,
Did the penny drop?
The abundance of pitfalls,
Never cease to become or ever stop-
As all simple souls, stall and try;
To live in a simplified world,
Trying to step up to the level-
Always Knocked back and told;
There is no more, no more!
Drown, in deeper wells of dirty water-
Contamination from a deadly slaughter;
The squalid dampness of all bitter
And torn existence betrays,
The light of beings,
Which life consistently displays.