Pixzen

Wednesday, September 7, 2022

We are all relics

dying reminders

of days gone by

We are trapped by quest

freedom pushed aside

The time we think we have

an illusion unmanaged

Nature knows no division

It was just a dream

love and harmony

certainly possible

in another life

We give up control

when we live in fear

lost inside

Corruption turned the world upside down

Politicians saying anything they wanted

Truth a thing of the past

A world cold and dark

A winter long to die through