02-02-2012, 05:29 PM
Sunset
Escape of thoughts never
Completely contemplated
The mark of another word I failed
To say right
Sound of a prayer for light to see my way
Aware that I’m blind
Dawn
A shot to start the race
I’m still tying my shoe
It’s the hesitation to shoot the mocking bird
Singing my requiem
Beginning a life long journey
That starts one step back
Escape of thoughts never
Completely contemplated
The mark of another word I failed
To say right
Sound of a prayer for light to see my way
Aware that I’m blind
Dawn
A shot to start the race
I’m still tying my shoe
It’s the hesitation to shoot the mocking bird
Singing my requiem
Beginning a life long journey
That starts one step back
What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?
-Bertolt Brecht
-Bertolt Brecht