Sometimes I wonder
why the bird flaps it's wings
Fighting a never ending battle aginst gravity
holding onto the ledge.
Sometimes I question
the decisions of fools
mistakes made without rhyme or reason
tools required to stand tall.
Sometimes I listen
to the damned and the cruel
beaten and battered to death by hatred
a submissive fool rising from the ashes.
Sometimes I lose control
when the axe is closing in on my neck
babbling for attention from the worst people
forgotten, left for dead on the battle field.
Sometimes I forget
everything vital in my mind
moaning and groaning of long dead issues
valuing all but myself.
Sometimes I don't understand
why the innocent must die
his past mistakes becoming his life
everyone is innocent inside.
Sometimes I wonder
why the bird flaps its wings
winning the never ending battle against gravity
becoming everyones ledge.
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3/28/13
