A house full of rage and shakes,muffled voices spill through wafer walls,dragging, by chain, far heavier…
Say not all are in strife, and what use has peace for me?You’re not one in a thousand…
For the past 20 minutes I’ve just been sat here, staring into spacetrying to come up with stupid rhymesto define……
Blow over me a breeze colderand wash me off dismal ponder.Let the sun’s sidelong gaze Pierce the cloudy, murky maze…