A view on the World

There’s never a dull moment

When you’re living life in the arms of a poet

But one day it’ll all fade away

& become just distant memories, Won’t it?

And if this is so

Why do we grow?

Continue to prosper, reap, seep and sow,

If we don’t have a purpose

What is the definition?

Of this crazy altercation, of importance and a mission

Of Good vs. Evil,

What are people?

Just masses of bodies, with no other form equal -

Earth, flowers, rain, showers

Babies, Elders

Corporates and Welders

Homeless, Homegrown

Feeling helpless, feeling alone

Feeling happiness, feeling enrapture

A wonderful day with no camera to capture

A feeling with no words to explain the feelings captured

Souls foul

Souls of angels

Souls of everyone in the world entangled

Tainted

The sky’s been painted

Can’t go back now

Can’t rearrange it

Can’t explain this -

This feeling I obtain

When I hate the world, the people in it one in the same

Fake smiles

Fake faces

Fake people

Fake places

Keep me guessing, nope already guessed it

Should have come up with something, a bit more impressive.