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Thursday, 17 March 2011

Sand Castles



He walked a thousand miles....
With his head in the sand....
Did I not tell you the wild....
Can never be tamed?....


False security, with too long a time....
Spent without signs of threats....
So he chose to make a stand....
On the path of the raging bull....


Let sleeping dogs lie,
Alright!!.... sarcastic yell
Oh,
Oh well,
My breathe is mine....
And his is his....
But a sleep is not the same....
As a dead....


And I just saw tale movements....
Bruises left on flesh and hearts
By the circomstance mist
Evidence gather, ..
It’s too late for words now....

He walked a thousand miles....
With his head in the sand..
Did I not say the fool
Can never be thought

And wise words falls
Wastefully on death ears
While he laid burried
Under sand castles

5 comments:

  1. What an interesting image you have created here.

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  2. Wow, a lot to think about. Love "the wild can never be tamed" and "the fool can never be thought".......the image is startling, and funny!

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  3. This is powerful stuff. I can see the man with the head in the sand (even without the photo LOL) and wonder at him.<> Just great!

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  4. love it,
    very eloquent writing...

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  5. "the wind can never be tamed" - I especially like this line.

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