Life's Tower
Where are we going
Where have we been
Things pass so fast
My thoughts left to spin
There are no people
There are no minds
There are no faces
There are no signs
Who are we to know
Who are we to see
Who are we to tell others
Where theyre supposed to be
I hear the sounds
Pleasing to the ear
Not to many people
Have ever been here
All you were taught
All you have seen
All you’ve experienced
All that’s obscene
All that’s been done
All that’s been shown
All that’s been felt
All that’s been flown
Means nothing now
Let us enter the hour
It will end soon
As we climb lifes tower
We all treat one another
As if one has all power
The meaning of existence
Is the wilting flower
Copyright © Michael Harris | Year Posted 2008
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