Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Progress

Inside the shell the hermit dwell,

Safe from hell to rest a spell,

The world is vast yet mine so small,

Prefer the quiet to social free fall,

In this zone I always stand alone,

Never condone the trespassers shown,

But even the secluded can get polluted,

Contamination from constant stagnation,

Open the door and journey to soar,

Rocket through this lifeless husk,

Spawn new beginnings always a must,

The sunlight dances on this pale face,

Shining so brightly I relish this place,

Walk amongst the trees and have an adventure,

Take us back to times of leisure,

The wind at your back with light steps,

No stress just exist effortless,

For in the digital world it gets so cold,

Wired into life as nature is sold,

Inevitable as the story is told,

But do not forget the sun in the sky,

The numerous species of birds that fly,

Wild and free some may envy,

How ironic that life is so deadly

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