
Takers
In the dank, dark, lousy cells of your mind
Do you find from time-to-time a respite
Do you burn all the day
Do you hate all the night
or
Do you sometimes suffer from fright
Have you cried a tear that was not for show
Had a moment when you stubbed your toe
Was there ever a time when you did not lie
No, that would take effort - you would have to try
Your one of the mean ones
The takers - the spies
Stay away from me
You make me cry
db
2 comments:
One can tell these are from the heart! Again thanks for sharing!
That's a great poem! I have just watched the 'Crash' dvd - somehow even tho' it's about prejudice and people being mean, it portrays some hope in the generosity of the human spirit - sometimes even to the surprise of the person themselves. Maybe an antidote to the sociopaths of this world?
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