*** Random Poetry Anyone? ***
Wednesday
 
Lost Souls
Beneath the stars
They laugh like children.
To their cars
They spring with youth.
Drive off to bars
That turn them out,
They live the farce
That we have made.

Between the years
Of rank and priveledge,
Frought with fears
That hold them down.
Allowed no tears,
No breath nor space,
They turn their ears
Away from us.

Lost souls are they
In flights unending.
Forced to stay
From all they please.
Too old to play,
Too young to live,
They lose their way
And wander still.

      ( 2/19/2003 02:47:00 PM ) Lisa#



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