Humans tend to stick together
to form groups and cliques.
But what about those
who stand alone?
Who want to be different?
Who don’t want to be
part of a pack?
They stand alone.
They stand apart.
They become leaders.
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Thursday, November 3, 2016
Thursday, June 9, 2016
TICKING AWAY
Time is ticking away.
I fear I cannot stay.
Goodbyes must be fast,
And soon in the past.
My train is on the track.
I don’t have time to pack.
So sad to leave today,
But what is there to say?
Goodbye my dear for now
As I take my last bow.
I fear I cannot stay.
Goodbyes must be fast,
And soon in the past.
My train is on the track.
I don’t have time to pack.
So sad to leave today,
But what is there to say?
Goodbye my dear for now
As I take my last bow.
Thursday, May 19, 2016
THE WATCHERS
Who goes there?
We watch the town.
Protect the residents.
Run in a pack.
The Watchers are here.
We can be anyone.
Or appear in any form.
We are watching you.
THE DEAD GAME
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