Elements
out in the elements i love to be,
the wind and rain it makes me feel free,
feeling the rain droppletts upon my face,
then feeling the wind as it starts to race,
out in the winds and out in the rain,
some people think i have gone insane,
but what do we have thats free on this land,
a lovely smelling flower in the palm of my hand,
buildings and buildings are filling our land,
and all we will end up with is a pile of sand
Copyright © Ken O Leary | Year Posted 2009
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