Grim Legacy
By Neurosine
It always opens my eyes, and then there's nothing, no lies. I fall down, out of something, and there's no comfort there. It makes me scared, it makes me care. It makes me partially aware, that we're failing miserably, if our goal is to create, some better humanity, We are so unaware. As we sicken our water, darken our skies, all because our every care, is misguided. What a horrid misfortune. What a disenfranchised orphan, watching idly as everything his father fought for, dies...and dies...and dies. Not a whimper, or a cry. He's just trying to figure out this sordid picture, what a victimly gasp as death reaches his doorstep, he finally, really, asks, "why?" His answer lies in his demise. Written March 27th, 2002 © on Mar 26 2002 11:52 PM PST, Neurosine 0 • 10
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"It always opens my eyes,..."