Wednesday, February 25, 2004

hours pass

hours pass and believing
in the self becomes
job one
nothing should matter more
so much does
he probably hasn’t eaten
in hours pass and he becomes
something the self can’t stand
alone on his own
without support he might fall over
hard to the ground
or below and who might tell
him he is facing in the wrong direction
essentially walking backwards
there is no longer a goal to be attained
at a height unimaginable to most
he sits cross legged how can
he make any decisions in this state
of confusion even chaos would be
welcomed change and how many more
years of war can we endure before
the republic is taken back by the people…

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