the root is old.
virtues are becoming cold,
in deep freeze,waiting
to be re-heated.
A few try to find,
a few remain kind,
most have lost their mind-
they have been pulled
into a balckhole,
something which they
have failed to see-
where their true faith lies.
We are in a spot,
we need more oil,
we need to toil,
we need to spoil-
our selves to coil,
so that we live
like a frail ghost,
on a sunny plain.
the only solution
lies in understanding
our avarice egos,
something has to give.
