Return to ForeverA Poem by Michael Morris
What is life, is it being successful,
is life understanding the why's, is it having a good time, is life
learning all the lessons, is it just being nice?
What about the small things, what about the big one's? Its all a show, Its all a show, Its all a empty bottle of beer at the end of the night and nowhere to go. What about the times you are ready to go, What about the times when life turns your stomach? Can all the pictures in the world catch the hiccups in time, Can all the memories in your mind make the days easier to swallow? We are the stained tampon left in the backseat of life, We have all been caught red handed more than not. We pass through the bike lane of existence, We honk the horns of our persistence. We fight in resistance against all that is us, We murder the idea of our beautiful deaths. Humans unite and rebel the peacefulness and purity of life and its magnificence. © 2020 Michael MorrisReviews
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3 Reviews Added on June 5, 2011 Last Updated on October 22, 2020 AuthorMichael MorrisArvada, COAboutI only aspire to be as good as a long night of Colt 45's, Munchos, and grape northern lights blunt. more..Writing
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