GrindA Poem by Mike GoodwinI think I'm getting numb. Pick any target, just try to spark it. You're the mass destruction. But I'll do what you say, as long as you make me rich, under my own, own God's sun. -Stars and Stripes
It is a universal insanity
That we all strive for We get treasure, We give treasure, We get treasure, All in the hope of getting more treasure. In order to give more treasure. It's circular, Repetitive and wide Stretching across, All humanity This insanity. Part of it. And I'm very afraid. But, at the greatest level I'm not. I'm not even phased. And I give infinite thanks. If I can. Maybe my soul can. But, if we had infinity, Then there would be no stretch. No insanity. No drive. There would be no infinity. And we would be worse still. I don't know. Thank you.
© 2012 Mike GoodwinAuthor's Note
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