2 February 2013

Why can't I write no more?

Why can't I sit in the dark,

Extract a righteous four?

If its my mind,

I'm sure,

I can't,

Fight this war,

I've got a sight that warps,

And makes what live a corpse.

I could lie,

Of course,

And die without a cause,

But if you think for yourself you learn you're blind to Yours.

I've not one dime or thought,

Blood or time for War,

I Fight for equality,

Both mine and yours.."

SSKA Writer's Not • Opuss № I