My lips locked in quite an odd, odd way...
For once I stood there silent,
For I knew not what to say
My eyes seemed subversive,
This could not be for real,
My mind, usually swift and responsive,
Seems to have been now morphed
This is not the world I was born to,
Not even the same universe,
And for this reality so suddenly
thrust upon me,
Was nothing but a curse
I needn't explain the sight
Unleashed before my eyes,
It's happened to most everyone,
And in spite of all their lies...
The bleak nature of life
Struck the deepest chord,
And on this long lived trip
I wished I was not aboard.
Copyright © tom bell | Year Posted 2008