Wednesday, 7 March 2007

Guilt Trip

In the dew of the morning and in the sun of the evening,
Sweet thoughts light me up, good feelings excite me,

…And then I look into the mirror, gaze deep into it,
Where I went, what I did, is beyond the reflection of time.

No shadow, no bones, no kill, no ease,
Hatred widespread, please restore peace!

Concussion of guiltiness, thickening, polluting, harvesting fear,
No mortal can live in the likeliness of this Armageddon ever.

The resolve is strengthening, far more,
Let there be peace…peace evermore….

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