My minds gone

Frozen, impending time

Like pantomime

Mushed like soup

Jumping through hoops

 

My mind is pouring from my ears

My eyes filled with salt tears

The condition is infirm

But which way to turn

 

Which to think first

Earth,hunger, population, thirst,

World domination, 

Or world annihilation

 

Race to space ,

or space to race

Global greed 

or global need.

 

We are but lost

Double crossed

But who to blame

Ourselves ,insane

 

But one things constant

That stands for time

Despite the chaos

Your love is mine.
 

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