Time is but a metheod by which we number the pages of our lives.
but is it the only one? 

 

Racism Sucks

Death at hand 
We fight each other 
Swords clashing violently 
A flash of light 
We both are dead 
Now we are at peace 
Lying beside one another

Juggling Act

The night is long
Time passes slowly
but in the end
she learns
how to juggle
two balls
with one tongue

Palimpsest

My mind
such a wonderful place
Erotic, Sexual
only half erased personalities
With more written on top
Now they bleed through
to form the next
The modern day Palimpsest
This is a place 
Where Ideas can flow 
not with the constraints of society 
but with the minds own variety
Do not fear what you do not know
Embrace it
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Lost on the bridge
with faith sondering around
in the vast wasteland surrounding the bridge

Looking over the edge I see the pit
where men loose their souls
to the emptyness of their own lives

The bridge extend in each direction
with an infinant end
of people casting themselves off

Falling into the void
screaming from the realization
Their screams fade away

Now it's my turn
to take the plunge
only I've chosen to go back, and find a different way down