I was born into this world with no arms to hold me. Seek and you shall find, I'm told and yet I grow lonely. I've spent too much of my time observing people transforming into pillars of salt To recognize that all the love in the world has been bought and emitted into the atmosphere Where it's chemicals, the ozone it tears exposing the fragile surface of humanity to elements which erode the roots of it's trees. What was this world before the purchase?
I was walking late at night and it sort of came to me just line after line. I worked with it until I posted it just now. Still unsure as to it's meaning but (shrugs) it happens :D