Monday, July 25, 2011

Surge, Anima (Awake, my Soul)...

What became of
    the things i knew of
while growing older but not up
     and accustomed to the things 
I cannot control ?

Where went the time?
     If i had a dime for every time
i've heard someone speak that line,
     my monetary issues would tear like tissues
snagged on a branch in the breeze
   Yes, indeed the time has vanished not to return...

Where is the hope
     that used to help us in the coping
when our fears and worries came poking,
     sticking their ugly heads inside our doors?

Did all the heroes die,
     is it in the dying that we should learn?
Rome burned after all and mighty was the fall
     Seven times around the seven hills i wandered
as they squandered what began as noble,
     never having read the writing on the wall
All becomes the opposite of what was intended
     or so Frederic said...

Where is my soul,
     why is it i can't find it today?
We all have those days
     but i would guiltily trade yours for mine
Perhaps then will see another version of misery
     and accept what fate brings our way
for there is little else to do,
     some days...

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