there's a new language, its called human unity
a throwback to the beginning of humanity
today its only whom travels on the same road
who converse in tongues but all's understood
there's no confusion when we're drawn to the source
racing to reach a goal before we crumble
the resistors break and come to dust
swept over the line like scrapped waste
and life's renewed and water ressurrects
like a seed bursting into life.
the winners have no gall with this
they were always prepared
but a loser can never return to a race that's been run
as chance never remits once it's gone.
run to the light, and call everyone
you deserve to give them the chance too
we all crumble to death under the sun
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
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Well chum. Fraid I have nae been readin your words of late, so caught up a bit today. Interesting stuff when read from a faceless Glasgow office! Good to see you're still exploring. Will read more often in future. I'm grand by the way, living just enough for the city.
Deano
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