Welcome
To the land of serious folks
Where children are born
Devoid of innocence
Where teenagers do business
And adults wear straight face.
Welcome
To the land of the half-dead
Where only the mad
Are free to cry out loud
Where only the pitied
Can enjoy the pleasure
Of crackling in hearty laughter.
Welcome
To the land of the oppressed
Where business has replaced The aspirations of love
And cunning has taken over
The hallowed throne of virtue.
Welcome
To the land of the confused
Where the proverbial cart
Has out raced the horse
Where men always hurry
To a yet-unknown place.
Welcome
To the land of lost souls
Where only money talks
While everyone else listens
Where friendship has been buried
Deep in the belly of the heath
Never to be recovered
Until the world passes.
No comments:
Post a Comment