Aug 2019
On a blue planet, beneath a glowing sun,
We are bound to life, no place to run,
A soul to be, what can be done?
If there is more to us then forgive the pun.
We are bound to life, no place to run,
A soul to be, what can be done?
If there is more to us then forgive the pun.
This was part of a larger poem I wrote in October 2017. I did not like the rest of it.
