Saturday, December 17, 2011

Volcano

Had a dream last night
That I was young again
You were young again
The world was young
Again & our eyes were
Filled with wonder &
Chaos excitement &
Uncertainty prophecy
Unfulfilled & unwritten
Our blood was hot as
Being born & I’m still
Unsure which is better
Then or now that the
Words have been put
To paper now that we
Are held accountable
& we still can’t afford
The consequence

KE

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