Life is but a vapor
That we cannot see
Darkness and pain
Overwhelm me
I try not to feel
I try not to cry
I'm like a sparrow with a broken wing
Whos forgotten how
To fly
I wish I were a statue
With stone for a heart
Eyes that shed no tears
No pain can start
I wish I was in a world
Where dreams never die
I'm like a sparrow with a broken wing
Whos forgotten how
To fly
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
Aaaahhhhhhh, But You Do Fly In Eye's Of (God)!
TRASK
~Chrissie
Ted
David
Your friend.........Ron
"I wish I was in a world
Where dreams never die
I'm like a sparrow with a broken wing
Whos forgotten how
To fly "
Beautiful write Linda!!
Jack
This is so touching and yet beautiful.
PJ
In Spirit,
Bear