The Diseased All-Seeing Eye
A penny for your thoughts
is hardly a bargain
the bottom line
rests in the margin
the separation
between two different worlds
it hits me
it spins me
it chokes me, I hurl
Thats when I was coming back
now I'm coming to
back when I was so young
I didn't know what to do
that's when the world was new
and everything exciting
now its just boring drama
more and more I'm finding
If I had all the money I desired
I would still be a liar
because I don't really
want any of it
unless it takes me higher
to a place of unmatched learning
a place where Rome is still burning
People come and people go
I could live without them, though
I have managed far enough
to not look inside too much
Disappointment in every turn
less the violent fern
that consumes you like
flesh eating bacteria
a fire that doesn't burn
is not the truth
rather a great big lie
and liars get what they deserve
from the all seeing eye
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2012
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