April 1st-2017
April 1st-2017
Written: by Tom Wright
My present thoughts, are held hostage
By memories or dreams;
I reflect on what was or what might be
In an immoral world overwhelmed by decay;
On the highway of life,
Years fast fade into a whisper.
Memories or dreams fail to confirm
Whether I’m living or existing.
Life is a journey of hope
For all who believe;
And my past never changes.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2017
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