I deprive
Deprive myself of everything
Not needed for a song to sing
a calling of my follies
I've deprived
Hard to say
whether these words are right or not
Though I thrive on cynical thought
A wording of my
hurting
Burst in flame
It's a race.
Time itself is hard to beat
without a faster-than-light starship fleet
To beat what
can't be beaten
Is to win.
By Blu, 1/14/02