There is no ‘time’
Nor ‘history’
For peoples through the years
Look in their eyes
And you will see
The same undrying tears
The landscapes morph
The buildings fall
But people stay the same
Forever lost
Each one and all
Is blind and deaf and lame
Tag: cynicism
I am not an astronaut
‘Reach for the stars,’ they say
‘And you’ll make it someday’
Believing fully in the pow’r of will
That with naught but your dream,
With riches you will teem!
Forgot have they that which will my dream kill:
I
Am
Not
An
Astronaut
