Failure of the Ages
My express wish is to walk around the earth twice
I see myself only as a cloud
The real sense of direction is spiritual
My essence is only spared by my humility
This is the dogma of life
I ask you, Do you understand the complicated nature of express reaction ?
I for one feel the need to only go to where I am loved
Am I loved by the masses?
This is my plight
I am an external vision
The respect I command is extraordinary
This may be my only chance
I breathe
I spit
I try to drive
Oh well so goes life
The failure of it is immense, it makes me feel inadequate
Is this what they mean by age versus companion?
I am what I perceive
Copyright © Christopher Remele | Year Posted 2014
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