Traversing through a journey unknown
Love, Lives, Lies laying listlessly longing
A season of carnal veracity is in the soul collecting season
Technicolor is now black and white
Time is moving backwards to moments we want to forget to remember
Not everyone dreams of rainbows and sunsets
Time is spend in the sinful bar sipping on hate
Drunk with murderous thoughts someone’s breathe is taken
Do you believe? In anything?
Are you standing on rocks or stand?
Is your word something I can hold on to?
Or offering oblivious offensive orations
The choice is now of where the destination of you lies
There is a way but it is difficult and narrow
Not too many folks are going this way
It is said to listen and be wise
Or speak too much and be in the company of fools
Anyone can speak onward towards nowhere
Or allow their deeds to speak so loudly there is no doubting the words which issues from them
©By Nolan P. Holloway, Jr.