Sedition of the Innocent
What was said was dead before it was spoken.
These are the laments of the old and the pale
But these here, are the moments eternity has flung at us.
We must not waste time...
we must not waste time...
we must not waste time...
Those are the echoes of ancient voices waiting to be quelled,
that call to us from the farthest shore.
They say: “Hey Buddy,
Keep on swimming, keep on dreaming your better self.
Keep your head well above the water,
and remember… to breathe”.
Igor Goldkind © October 13th, 2014
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