Lifetime of Mondays
A life time of Mondays
and virtues of sin
are all relative
without and within
And every day leads to another
and every son acts
as his father did
every dream reached is forbid
every comic to his end.
It’s the liquid flow
of life and death
the dark and light
and give and take
of every breath
It’s the Ebb and Flow
that remains constant
Oh graver ritual
change is
yet not content.
A bitter sweet life
we all live and
drunk or sober
we will withstand
and grow older.
Dangerous Poetry Vol. 1
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