Food is energy
refreshing the body
fueling the mind
powering the aura
There are few times I
do in fact eat
and those times I realize
how vital it is
The energy it provides
The focus it gives
The inspiration it donates
Looking around i see
their faces.
Those morning faces,
staring straight ahead with
grim looks on their mugs.
No thought son their minds
either than the food
which consumes them.
I spot a friend.
Wet hair
uncomprehensioned look
dressed and prepared for the day
ahead the day of unknowing
Trying to prepare for nothing
for that which doesn't really exist
Yet...
Now I'm shaking,
A broken man
trying to sift the pieces back
together
Back together
Sep 29, 2011
Sep 29, 2011 at 12:39 PM UTC
Food is energy
refreshing the body
fueling the mind
powering the aura
There are few times I
do in fact eat
and those times I realize
how vital it is
The energy it provides
The focus it gives
The inspiration it donates
Looking around i see
their faces.
Those morning faces,
staring straight ahead with
grim looks on their mugs.
No thought son their minds
either than the food
which consumes them.
I spot a friend.
Wet hair
uncomprehensioned look
dressed and prepared for the day
ahead the day of unknowing
Trying to prepare for nothing
for that which doesn't really exist
Yet...
Now I'm shaking,
A broken man
trying to sift the pieces back
together
Back together
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