Our Great so-called Divide

[mnaz]

The rats scuffled in their cage again,
out in the untold milky way heavenlies
down by the cold, dead granite statues,
and there was no good explanation,
except they were caged rats
and bored as hell.

[justwalt]

coincidental fate

meant to be

[mnaz]

AngerHateAngerHateAngerHateAngerHateAngerHateAngerHateAngerHate...

makes the world go around. Time to update some lyrics and verses it seems.

Wheee! What a ride..

[leafsailors ghost]

There was no good explanation, indeed,just bored rats, I could see their little rat faces when I read the" cold dead granite statues "and for some reason their beady eyes where in flickering torch light.Interesting how poetry weaves its way into your mind .Sharp work here,much appreciated .