beneath the heavy weight of rock we sink
our minds are not so clear nor bodies strong
no facing ugly fate with happy song
we have no other choices so we think
of better times now we are past the brink
our only hope is not to suffer long
we join together with the fallen throng
regretting for short time the final drink
hidden in shadows there are no more ghosts
but that won't stop us calling out their names
only the fact that mouth and throat are dry
we've gone long pasts the last abandoned posts
there is no light save of some distant flames
and all above us now there is no sky
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
26 September 2007
no time for tears
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