Needless Cause
“[…]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
― Jack Kerouac
if not anything else
we did give a good fight
we kept planting seeds of rain
infront of an ever expanding desert
we let the vultures hear songs
that do not need flesh to fly
we are the numb fighters of a needless cause
we are the defeated ones of an enlightening madness
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v.p.