Thursday, March 17, 2011

The Void

The rich also cry
And the poor can't but sigh
Cos in the midst of wealth piled so high
And pockets so damn dry
There still exists a void
That no one can successfully avoid

In the center of your essence
You can't deny the abscence of a prescence
The insatiability of wants staring you in the face
The different stages of life and attendant phases
The inexplicable financial homeostasis
That leaves you praying for an oasis
The inevitability of the grave
With consequences that are so grave
In a time when few exists that are really brave

To seek, find and fill that deep hole
And finally become whole
To become somebody to somebody
And find something to live for
Only then will you find peace
In the midst of all this chaos

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