Lost in thought
Chance to change what was lost this year,
Old is the way that got us here.
Left to our demise,
Of what did arise;
Resolve is the time we all fear.
Growing from a broken career,
Rest is not a option my dear.
Enduring the vast
Echoes of the past
Nobody paved it’s new frontier.
Caution cast to a world unclear
Alarming signs came insincere.
Lost in politics,
My home grew more sick;
Started from greed how so severe.
Another day does disappear,
Memories of a time so near.
In debt is our sin,
Nobody can win
Destruction is how it appear.
About the Creator
Glytch
Flying through the clouds
Dangling among the trees;
Living a thought freed.
Working as a professional figment of my own vividly wild imagination with hopes to live rent free.
Hobbyist writer/painter
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