MAYBE WE ARE ALONE
The day the rainbow fell
the white dove departed
and brought my soul to its knees
The future faded away
and feckless sounding words from freedom servers
spitting from a mouthful of cheesy pizza
led me to a hopeless tomorrow
Eating chicken soup with tortillas and hot sauce
I filled my gullet,
but the chicken soup didn't taste good,
I know my life is a lonely one
There are no secrets to be found in religion,
after all, who doesn't understand, "Do Onto Others..."
Maybe we are alone in a dark universe,
but feeling darker still is you not loving me.
Copyright © norberto franco cisneros | Year Posted 2017
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