Saturday, October 3, 2009

A Song for Struggling in Mediocrity (something the archetype said with messy hair)

We all march hand in hand
as long as we stand in accomplishment
branded this is the way it is
granted swimming upstream

slow as it works
convenient excuse
crutches bore
hardened pit of antiquity

dig flesh rots
and only few
rested crowned before
after plenty of death

and a focus
in unreachable crag
who's song
can see beyond fixed fundamental cold hard unchangeable reality?

its a wonder

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