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Monday, August 22, 2005

dusk to dust

in consummate misery he lies,
tears fill the eyes but there's no strength to cry.
dust the dust off the heavy tome,
not a page to guide him home.

visions of visions of visages and lies,
painting a picture of madness and sighs.
the venom permeates, permeates and paralyses,
the toxins blurring the real and the disguises.

he sees the mirage on the far side,
a thousand and one drops of water in a tide.
his heart the desert, dry and wasted,
not a single drop of liquid tasted.

let us become silhouettes when our bodies finally go.
let the shackles in our eyes reflect what we really know.
let the imprisoned people forever stay unfree.
let the sands of time flow by and still it'd be here and me.