Friday, May 06, 2005

Pseudo Random Gaussian Thoughts

Large windows face east,
waiting for the morning sun.
My mind longed for the feast,
though the day had just begun.

Light flash through empty spaces,
As it brings to life all hidden faces.
Reality comes in your vision
Empty light in a closed prison.

The price you pay,
For you dont know what.
Its just a way to say,
Thats all you have got.

The soldier looked terrified,
with no one in the room.
He had seen so many deaths,but was horrified,
with the lonliness that built in so soon.

Cries of anger,
Will always be miunderstood.
Cries of pain sound stranger,
When nothing can do any good.

The girl sat rigid and silent,
As her mother watched and cried.
By the magnitude of the tragic incident,
Even the blue eyed angel sighed.

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