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This morning I woke up missing Just a question mark in mid air I spoke and no one listened Cried and no one cared Passed through my day The missing life in my eyes What, purpose stripped away Was truth but not a prize The book of life, open to see Clearly now a missing page The moral has been set free And the plot has flown the cage All that is sacred is not All that would bear mention Is as never and forgot As is lacking its invention Everything less and nothing more The beginning gone as the end Neither word nor pen or paper Nothing where the writer had been No clock or numbers for its face No history or future time No ever cleansing virgin space No song, rhythm or rhyme Not being right nor wrong Not a who or what All that could, being gone I was and now was not My shadow being almost gone To reach out there’s only air Left as the darkness in the dawn The reflection has no me in there No one crying or dying No one wrapped in false hope No one cheating or lying No bad jokes about the pope Mercy and penalties undone Where there was a world There was no thing or one The cosmic dice never hurled It occurred to me and not to me I had not or had a choice If I am and not to be I could revolt and rejoice Self creation, a two edged sword The captain lashed to the wheel Creation is such a dark house If I had fingers I could feel I could see beauty if I had eyes Hear music if I had ears I’d see hellos and good byes Hear the smiles and tears From nowhere every where’s close Delusion or invention of being By its occurrence of notion be Nothing’s always filled by something Yet the mind is tainted by the soul All things known to its affects The stage is set from what it is told And what it sees is what it expects To recreate the world subjective By faith I declare my self alive And faith attests to God above Does reality by faith survive Roam the earth and tell me why Go search the hearts and minds The best is only just getting by To light a candle for the blind What do you say if some one listens What do you do if someone cares I’d make a world that wasn’t missing I’d make a world where I was there
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