Shahana Jackson Poet Free verse

It All Depends

It all depends on if I finish
   If I gain 
Back all I lost
  There are all kind of costs
   and the debts keeps going higher
          is this the prison i'm stuck in
             Electric shocking gates
            20 min brakes
             I am aching 
             Not much to trust
            Too little to depend on
               Barred in to a world of sin
              Lock up the angel
                make sure she cries out
                 Whip her with your whip
                   Punish the hell out of her
                      So when she finally escapes
                     She will know what it feels like
                            to be happy
                           But it all depends
                            Was she made to sin? 
                               Is this world she's trapped in
                                  merely a part of her self conscious? 
                                      The girl awakes from a day dream
                                          This is how her world seems
                                                     pointless

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Debbie Guzzi February 22, 2009 at 11:50 AM Age old question, "Is there a point to life?" At 60 I'd say not "One" point, so many points it's impossible not to have your head spinning 24/7 especially if you hormone imbalanced or druged by prescription or non-prescription drugs and fed on geneitically altered & irradiated food. And, some wonder why nothing makes sense? Why should it have to make sense? Light & Love Debbie