Silence
Silence
Beware the silence in your head,
Best check to see if you are dead,
The words are there but nothing said,
Blood does flow, still bloody red,
Prospect uninviting,
Sandgoannas are a fighting,
They want to eat old Fred
Don Johnson
if you're dying in the donga,
by the shores of linga longa,
and the dingoes howl cos tuckers on the way,
and the crows are circling yonder,
upon a feed to ponder,
but the Goannas have it covered here today:)
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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