Sunday, October 22, 2006

The Day Of Boredom And Wet Sponge

Like a saturated sponge
My brain's not absorbing at the rate I want it to.

Lethargy is a cruel spell
I allowed myself to be taken over by boredom.

Time waits for no-one
When the dreams dissipate, I'm far behind.


Some people deserve my time
Some people I'll call my friends
These people prove themselves worthy
By act of honesty and conscience

As for others who live in denial
Whose appearances to others
Matter more to themselves above
All else

I only have this to say:
Your act will be revealed one day
Pretence is everlasting not
Take heed
And you may be redeemed

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