Jun 2014
I sat alone, questioning and wondering.
disguised a slothful i sat .
days slipped, so the rain and thundering.
I sat alone, questioning and wondering,
is that all we made of?
Lies, greed and of chouse love?
of killing kinds for no reason?
of black desires
and of nurturing treason?
I sat alone, questioning and wondering.
why can't we all stand on the same bench?
I sat, wondering.
disguised a slothful i sat .
days slipped, so the rain and thundering.
I sat alone, questioning and wondering,
is that all we made of?
Lies, greed and of chouse love?
of killing kinds for no reason?
of black desires
and of nurturing treason?
I sat alone, questioning and wondering.
why can't we all stand on the same bench?
I sat, wondering.
I don't know, I was eating, as usual. A string of thoughts ran through my mind, sat to write them and ended up doing this. Really, it's all, 'not-planned' stuff.
