Still Dying
not able to go and change the location
not strong enough to enjoy the vacation
not able to cope with life, not even in moderation
drowning in an ocean of damnation
not living enough to get to a better destination
can't even follow my own temptation
not alert enough to get busy with play station
not ready to use any good occasions
not fit into this generation
no time for any relaxation
can't find myself among my own nation
not able for a deeper concentration
not prepared for any meaningful conversation
not awake enough for illumination
Copyright © Ewa Mat | Year Posted 2018
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