Pleasure Becoming
The world accelerates on its axis as its inhabitants strive to keep up. A never
ending circle, climatically they will all end up in the same situation. Determined
to deny destiny they hypocritically don their deaths, losing what is real and
forgetting what is right. I sit in the midst with a smile on my face for I have
nowhere or no one to be. Alas I hold the dream of what it is like to actually be
free.
Copyright © Richard Gugliotta | Year Posted 2005
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