Thursday, May 24, 2012

Starvation


I stand here in my own grace
Digging from the toxic place
No one even knows who runs who now

It’s been long, the sky is clear
In my catatonic jeer
Thinking that the Gods are just laughing

We sit here to waste in piece
The bullets blown, the crowd at ease
Found salvation is clearly not working

They are strong but we are mean
Clouds so white and the ocean breeze
Days lay by and still we aren’t counting

They will show once we are numb
Our bellies fat and minds made dumb
By the crystal sky that keeps on cracking

So now I stand and play for dimes
Starving for my fruit of time
Thinking that the Gods are merely laughing   

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