the world arrives in more than black and white
our eyes can catch of all of this but part
another day has conquered awful night
we cannot see the future that's our plight
to be so wise but still not to be smart
the world arrives in more than black and white
the chains that bind us still cannot unite
we all of us were different from the start
another day has conquered awful night
the victory won't always go to might
into some crevices the agile dart
the world arrives in more than black and white
no answer comes to us through proper rite
we throw the carcass onto waiting cart
another day has conquered awful night
the monster cannot take a single bite
the skin is safer than the trembling heart
the world arrives in more than black and white
another day has conquered awful night
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
10 October 2007
silhouettes
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