We are all milk carton missing
Welcome to the great soup kitchen
Wrapped in coats of the cheapest stitching
A shelter till your toes stop twitching
A shelter till your toes stop twitching
Like ants who see gods in the mirror
Our godless plans become much clearer
Hungry wolves fool the sheep nearer
When dying alone is all that it fears
Even a whisper can sway the ghost
So zealots sing and scream the most
Such rats for the piper coast to coast
As if they had forever to boast
Of prizes before the contest begins
Of saviors before we learn how to sin
Tossed in the waters expected to swim
In a universe of oblivious spin
There are no strings attached to this
Just dumb luck the meteors miss
Subtle signs we learn to dismiss
Easy to ignore in moments of bliss
Even easier in places where misery is
This is not a song of hopelessness
It is an Anthem for the Pessimist
So if you love someone give them a kiss
It might just be the last kiss to exist
Even easier in places where misery is
ReplyDeleteThis is not a song of hopelessness
It is an Anthem for the Pessimist
So if you love someone give them a kiss
It might just be the last kiss to exist....
Powerful stuff.
Thank you, I appreciate the feedback. Sorry for the late response, I honestly didn't think anyone was reading my blog :P
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