Thursday, July 2, 2009

Poem: They never know

******************Awesome isn't it*****************

Different set of eyes
peering like they were mine
sunken beneath pressure
beaten by the throes of pleasure

we live to live again
me and my life, fail or gain
if no one can ever stand in line for my death
though its imminent but i bear the crest
why then would they think to be omnipotence
and deserving to know when i get my best
i live and i die
buried alone in the dust and in sand
above, they wail like it was meant
soon as they live i am left in them

when my money come
i will be in Rome
when my riches smile
find me in Japan
and when Death with holds
find me in hell or heaven
but that i live
they will never know