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.