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By Blondie
Time
Time is the endless journey, the
Grains of sand in the hourglass slowly falling, the
Thoughts of wasted dreams we once dreamt, it is the
Sounds of past, present, and future that scream in our heads, the
Continuous reality in which we live, the
Inescapable force hanging over our heads, it is the
Master of our world, the
Unseen entity which controls us all
Time is the endless journey, the
Grains of sand in the hourglass slowly falling, the
Thoughts of wasted dreams we once dreamt, it is the
Sounds of past, present, and future that scream in our heads, the
Continuous reality in which we live, the
Inescapable force hanging over our heads, it is the
Master of our world, the
Unseen entity which controls us all
Graves
As I look outside
And see life all around me
I think of the dead
Lost and forgotten
Deep beneath the heavy soil
All alone, rotting
In their graves, they lay
Once dressed in fine clothes, now gone
Do they wish for life?
Graves
As I look outside
And see life all around me
I think of the dead
Lost and forgotten
Deep beneath the heavy soil
All alone, rotting
In their graves, they lay
Once dressed in fine clothes, now gone
Do they wish for life?
My Worldview
As difficult to write a simile about it as it is to play ‘louie louie’ on the clarinet
As important as anyone else's worldview
As simple as it is to complete this assignment
As twisted as Arby’s curly fries
As open-minded as brain surgery
As Orwellian as Big Brother
As fatalistic as Armageddon
As valuable as my book collection
As evolving as the universe
As insightful as Dr. Manhattan
As difficult to write a simile about it as it is to play ‘louie louie’ on the clarinet
As important as anyone else's worldview
As simple as it is to complete this assignment
As twisted as Arby’s curly fries
As open-minded as brain surgery
As Orwellian as Big Brother
As fatalistic as Armageddon
As valuable as my book collection
As evolving as the universe
As insightful as Dr. Manhattan
War
There was war
Remember
Do you remember?
Always been at war
Since the beginning of life,
The beginning of history
The beginning
Without break
Always the same
Do you remember?
A legend of death, treachery
You invented it, you believe in it
You remember now
There was war
Remember
Do you remember?
Always been at war
Since the beginning of life,
The beginning of history
The beginning
Without break
Always the same
Do you remember?
A legend of death, treachery
You invented it, you believe in it
You remember now
Boredom
I sit, alone
I hear nothing but the thoughts in my head
Repeated over and over
It drives me mad
Then again, so would silence
I feel the suffocating weight of nothing
The dull emptiness
I see only what I always see
Nothing new
How I crave something less tedious
The air around me is stale and nauseating
I breath it in, wishing for something clear and light,
So I can escape
I am tired of this faded world
