01-22-2013, 08:57 AM
The time is close, the day draws near
Distorted figures the sun makes clear
In fact we see yet speak of fiction
A lie is a habit which turns addiction
The walls enclose, the ceiling hides
A veiled smile is the best disguise
Speak now or hold your peace
Thoughts unspoken become deceased
Subtle gestures in vivid detail
Shadow world does life entail
Darkness masks what light unfolds
Uniformed souls in uniform molds
Opposites notice so tension brews
Energy is idle power minus a fuse
The gap is minor, yet no one sees
Hate nourishes hate, itself it feeds
Love is lost, tolerance with it
Shaky relations start to fidget
A child is born but has yet to make
A soul with the mold yet to make
We have plans! So speak it true
None which include to make anew
We give the thoughts, the codes as well
Place our minds inside the shell
A cycle repeats, no end in sight
The day held hope, that ends with night
Distorted figures the sun makes clear
In fact we see yet speak of fiction
A lie is a habit which turns addiction
The walls enclose, the ceiling hides
A veiled smile is the best disguise
Speak now or hold your peace
Thoughts unspoken become deceased
Subtle gestures in vivid detail
Shadow world does life entail
Darkness masks what light unfolds
Uniformed souls in uniform molds
Opposites notice so tension brews
Energy is idle power minus a fuse
The gap is minor, yet no one sees
Hate nourishes hate, itself it feeds
Love is lost, tolerance with it
Shaky relations start to fidget
A child is born but has yet to make
A soul with the mold yet to make
We have plans! So speak it true
None which include to make anew
We give the thoughts, the codes as well
Place our minds inside the shell
A cycle repeats, no end in sight
The day held hope, that ends with night
"Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor."-Sholom Aleichem