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Hi I think I say I cry For we cant see Or realize Our fate Not shown yet casted in slate The grown Dont even hesitate to ignore and wait to late for They see it as a chore too broad a subject to explore too set our ways too closed our doors to many days have come and gone not correcting what is wrong yet still life goes on Why do we learn to share as youths The truth we still dont see for you and me forgot its trapped inside our thoughts not coming out not free to be about nothing i can say aloud but proud i will write no worry's of a fight not scared of the bite Greed to want not to need to bite the hand that feeds i want more demand dont p leed cut down the tree dont plant the seed how long until we see me i cant be the only one there are tons why dont they talk and walk the walk our length of time is unknown before the bomb will be blown and cast the shadow on every home then no issues to discuss no talk no fuss no trucks no bus no passion no lust no shine just rust just a faint gust of past how the humans did not last Neverending is time like a crime that plagues or mind tick tock we dont stop and think to be and feel the sea and the grass between our toes the fragrance to our nose why when its time to die we try and absorb like weve never been here before tim keeps us sore deep into the core more and more it will sink for we will never link the fact that time equals stress the crest of our attitudes all longitudes and latitudes a build up of filled up emotion its time to meet the quotient Still we sit and wait to teach to late we cant converse ourselves just keep stacking on the shelves maybe even we try but it is that you have to pry for these or our lives but ignorance is bliss or is it this we will accept as we have left cancer to grow the hair to fro the boat to row the seas to flow until they flood upon our lands passed our sands into our hands a burdon is placed tiss we were graced but thats erased shot into space a place we dont know scared we are of this the great o biss whats waiting for us to miss slowly we are hesitating this to me feels de grating why sit react procrastation killed the cat or something like that we dream of what we wish was fact like a shell not yet cracked why are we here comes a tear to my eye as if we are just a lie a small small peice of pie not to tall not to wide but still we are stuck inside the crust is flustered with the dust from our minds and time and greed and what we think we do not see and the way we only focus on whats presented to our imagination we cant wait too long lets make the wrong become the wrongs turn the whisper into a song for soon we will be gone until then life goes on... by, Matt McDaniel 1/10/2000.