Thoughts

what makes day a day ?
what makes a night ?
is it work or is it rest ?
is it what you do ?
or what you dont ?
is it the time spent thinking of questions ?
or the time it takes to find the answers ?
sometimes its harder to stay awake than to stay alive.


Anger

Is anger of the heart,
or of the mind?
which one does it pollute?
is it a slave or a master?
does it come out of love,
or hate?
what is important?
figure it out.


living words

a billion worlds within one
each independent
yet connected.
each living off others moods
like parasites.
forming words out of air
castles out of sand
women out of porn
reality out of dreams.
interconnected fragments
sewn together to keep the cold away.


Don’t Really Know Why

the setting sun
the brooding dark,
standing together
yet feeling apart.
the poisoning of smiles
the flooding tears,
desperation cries
but we refuse to hear.

The Right to Freedom

I am free,
Free to kill,
Free to abuse.

I am free,
Free to cheat,
Free to pollute.

I am free,
Free to offend,
Free to exploit.

I am free,
Free to discriminate,
Free to demean.

I am free,
Free to hate,
Free to destroy.

I am free.
But should I
be?