To Those Who Know
To Those Who Know
Sitting alone in this lonely space,
With the lamp of despair lit,
My pen writes away all that is within me
I hear the sounds of the heartache of people
My head filled with thoughts of what life has had to give
I think why it is the common one that suffers
Through time endless...
Time stops, sudden yet not fast
Slow yet not in peace...
The world is in chaos, I know
But I don’t care
Cause all that will be left
For sure will be the bones of joy and
Soulless people who yet don’t know
For what reason that they have created?
To all those who know…
Is this the world for people who
Call them the civilized…or
The barbarians from the start of time
That is more humane than
Those who know?