| poem.Oct.'02 |
| REGRET What if tommorrow, you're walking down the roadside hitching for a ride and two old men stop by to give you the dilly to philly and a bullet to swallow on while you're picked up by some hillbilly? What if tommorrow, you meet a man and give him half your soul and he uses the one and a half souls to make love to some whore?? What if tommorrow, you go knockin on doors to spread the word of Jesus? Then ten years down the road you end up homeless because now you're an atheist and you just slit your own throat. What if tommorrow, Sgt Washington comes knockin your door and asks you, "Son, you look strong, would you like to go?" then eight months down the road the president bombs a hole and Uncle Sam sends you a letter saying, "Soldier, war is coming, you have to go." BUT, what if tomorrow, you realize, that tommorrow never dies so what does it matter, what happens in an hour if right now and here you live with no fear and let time unwrap itself, slowly, just for you... |
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