The sea could carried the debris,
which our shoulders hold unanimously high.
Waves passing over our loud and overbearing brains,
unbalanced weight and content distribution resides.
Minds running at a constant, train-track-speeding straight.
May we find it in ourselves to wade the tide of today.
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 11:33 PM UTC
The sea could carried the debris,
which our shoulders hold unanimously high.
Waves passing over our loud and overbearing brains,
unbalanced weight and content distribution resides.
Minds running at a constant, train-track-speeding straight.
May we find it in ourselves to wade the tide of today.
