October 26, 2006

  • what of that all-important lesson
    the one relearned each day?
    digesting it
    dissecting it
    what's one supposed to say?
    nothing perhaps
    nothing at all on this here very day,
    or tomorrow with its hope
    or in the light of next day's rays.
    but to realize a life without a single change is death,
    to live inside a box of fear's akin to having not one breath!
    it's all too much to bear.

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