do whatever you like
the sun will still show, the wind will still blow
i have hopes that it takes you w/ it.
i'd be lying if there weren't plans to die
all is inevitable ~
pride doesn't control my fate.
by sunrise i've seen the tiniest ants carry crumbs from bed to sill, their strange hill -
i doubt there's a shred in their mind that i'm bothered at the sight
all they want is to feed their queen;
their main fright.
how much more can i be vexed by your life?
we all have a Maker that we'll meet in due time.
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SkyView (POETRY)
Poesiathis is a poetry collection w/ poems i've written recently & started about 3 years ago. i never really been able to express myself in anything other than writing ~ i'm talking about my personal views, love, heartbreak & many other topics. hope you...
