follow me in my quest to be completely alone and bear witness to my solitude through your own being. we march together forward whether we like it or not.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

02-14 (Rave)

Tree life cut violently short
To make bows and pikes
Rocks denied their rest
Melt into chaos
Still water poured on fire
People of Earth stab their Mother
And hope to grow
Our hands on the pulse we squeeze
Panic in a stranglehold
Our hearts beating faster than the clock
We are raving out of time
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