We see,
Eye to eye
Or fret and trot,
What is Life
Made of?
If all’s a fight,
If we just live,
In constant fright!
Will we ever get
Anything Right? ? ?
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Who isn’t depressed?
Man’s useless requests.We got to the Moon,Remaining, Buffoons,God knows what we’ll do,With the rest.
There is a way to the Stars,
Not paved by human hands,But by Hearts,That feel for other Hearts,Compassion.
What is Life without a Poem,
And accompany you, Always,Giving you a brand new start.
What is good?
Does it make you,Sad or glad?I don’t Know,Anymore,Do we continue like this?Just sitting on the floor?Everyday a new Scandal,Nobody seems to care,Old Mother Hubbard,Who left your cupboard bear?
Vegetating in a slumber,
No more dreamsDisappointed in Life’s cover,Things are never what they seem.
Civic duty,
We can neverTrust another,For none are sincere or pure,Sainthood, really? , fools’ allure,There is Evil Hood insteadSo beware what mud you tread.