Wednesday, 16 August 2017

I Wonder Why

I wonder why

They don't call me insane

Dreams flair then flicker then flop

Realities change, traffic lights the same

Some carry on and some just stop

I wonder why

The grand marshal's dead but race is on

Bold brick walls and smooth silk sheets Still could not hide the dawn

Every day I wake for this blunderous sun

Every day I smile. My mirror does not

I wonder why 

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