Only a select percentage know what it feel like to live in limbo
Waiting for change
Watching the time eck by slowly
Yet time races by so quickly
Standing still while watching the rest of the world rush by
We are the time keeper
The road is the artery
Like termites that leave a trail where ever they go
Everything changes and everything stay the same
In a class box where we can't touch it
A living thing that waits for no one
When you left behind its difficult to catch up
Watching the planet age as one living breathing being
Living in limbo as day by day you fantasies about when change
Finally arrives as a godly being promising
A better tomorrow
Waiting...we are always waiting
RB2.4
- Author: Birdgirl ( Offline)
- Published: January 15th, 2024 18:45
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 3
Comments1
Well written
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