Thursday, March 04, 2010

That one poem again.

Let the car move on
on a longer highway

as I dont have
a time to ask for

Let the car go on
on a faster note

as I dont want
the time to slow down

Let rob zombie roar
on full volume

as I dont have a voice
to listen to

Let my hand
rest on the gear

as there is nothing
for it to hold on to

Let me ride wild
and let me run insane

I can afford to
When I ride alone

1 comment:

midnight murderer said...

here is teh comment.
good one there.
i find optimism in it even though you dont