the world is going to spin
regardless
of where we stand on it

the hardest part to imagine
perhaps
is where we end up
stranded on it

i am a tool
you are a fool

you, a tool
me, a fool

either way we look
at this the wind blew
where the skies blue

dusk til
the clouds sway
grey with sorrow

knowing not
what is lived

as in comparisons
to a
better tomorrow

plead
the seed
to feed
and heed
the path
you lead
to shower

greed
doesnt need rain to
cover the same
shades that follow

be yourself
regardless of pain

be yourself without
knowing your name

play yourself
as if solitaire
was your game

and justice
be you

no reason
to explain

be happy regardless

with holes cuts and stains

It's good..

Nice....

Being real is always good
When we get right down to it what else do we really have???