Yin Yang Boomerang
Primordial ooze, bathtub booze, and unaligned chi
I've got nothing to lose, I see through the ruse, because I am free
I see the faintest glimmer begin to grow dimmer but I've got nowhere to be
While doubt slowly simmers hope also shimmers because it's not just me
While people walk by and they don't care why a man lays on the ground
While he lets out a cry like he's about to die they just amble around
Finally a kind soul lifts him out of the hole and the man makes no sound
His wounds took their toll, he was staring at Sheol but now he is unbound
Surreptitious and serendipitous
Adventitious and so precipitous
Are what make up this existence
Inauspicious and centicipitous
Supposititious and insignificance
Are what lie on the path of least resistance
Copyright © Trey Hamner | Year Posted 2020
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