UNTITLED #3

Thinking about all the choices we are so quick to make ithout giving their consquences a single moment's thought...

UNTITLED #3

By: JB Murray © May 2010

 

 

Seekers,

A dying breed

Laughter’s children

No longer dream

Wasted,

This chance of hope

Forgotten down

This littered road

Dreamers,

No more they sleep

As heaven dies

We too shall bleed

Broken,

The clocks unwind

We lay to rest

This, father time

Reviews

[darkgurl]

we too shall bleed broken, A heavy powerful line there.
This is amazing. You are very talented from my view.
Your words tell a story.

[beautiful disaster]

interesting.