The Silence
This empty space
Creates a place
Where senseless sounds will echo
Vibrating off cold cement walls
Is meaningless words
and purposes, lost
This is the inside of the box..
Minds plot and plan schemes
For sale;
Cigarettes, soap and dreams
Nothing is ever what it seems
Uncertainty is the only certainty
For certainly, you can see.
But the time shall come to set me free
Because the Lord is carrying me
Straight to a place
Where an empty space
Only creates
A sense of peace.
1/1/2005
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