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Sunday, December 18, 2011

Everything Is Natural

You make the noise stutter,
Wind change Direction, Ill-thought manners,
Crying Fires in the sky,
Making the weather tremble.

We don’t see what we don’t believe,
Living on the empty onus of man,
Stricken high, but the pain below,
Cannot wait outside no more

Everything is natural, but the air,
Its full of the blame we spat out,
See it in the bright night air,
Slowly killing us in the mind

I just want to leave here,
Alone in my planet, lost in space,
Live and become old here,
In the array of death.

1 comment:

  1. This is a good poem. I have to lose my preconceived notions in order to inspect it. Thanks :)