we chase in haste
the fleeting aromas of life
we strive to conform
in a world in need of reforms
but who are you to judge
the living or the dead
yet morality hangs by a noose
as guardians dance away
in earthly purgatories
we swing and sway
sway and sashay
in the rhythmic cries
of suffocated humanness
we are holding hands
we are holding breathe
we are waiting to exhale
in the end
only life matters.
© July 2013
the fleeting aromas of life
we strive to conform
in a world in need of reforms
but who are you to judge
the living or the dead
yet morality hangs by a noose
as guardians dance away
in earthly purgatories
we swing and sway
sway and sashay
in the rhythmic cries
of suffocated humanness
we are holding hands
we are holding breathe
we are waiting to exhale
in the end
only life matters.
© July 2013
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