A ringing in my ear The soft cry of children My innocence slaughtered Where did time go
I lay here awake Aware of the mess Who dragged me from my bed? My fists are cut and ****** And the bottle lay empty Another night out? Butchered tree in my pocket There’s more to it than this
An endless road lie yonder The heat waves friendly I see you but hear nothing I don’t wave back
Another left behind Learning new ways to walk Have we forgotten how to live? Worshiping false idols Media is a speedy vehicle Inebriated driver behind the wheel The minds of the masses A thirst never quenched
I laugh as I know And wander off the road I think I found a new place to go The land of maize But I’m not lost
I have no place to be Do you?
-AJT
The new place one finds amidst the chaos of society can either be physical or mental