Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Stationary

The books say the sun orbits the earth.
The news talks about a mission on the moon.

The people talk about each other.
The animals mind their own business.

The jobs boss the people around.

Nature just be nature. Cold, dark, wet, bright. Unpredictable.

Sometimes the thunder tries to scare all the people. Give em some sort of wake up call.

But no one believe a thing you tell em anymore. Nothing scare a person these days. Too many rumors about when the world gunna end. They just laugh about it by now.

They call it a 'mad world.' Came up with that on their own.

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