Psalm of Life

The world is my playground,
I will always want.
I wonder around in confusion,
I walk beside chaos.

My soul is empty
I am guided on wicked paths.

I will walk through the valley
followed by the shadow of death.
I embrace evil,
For it is my friend.
I carry a knife and gun;
They protect me.

My rivals walk with me,
This is my chosen life,
Good things come to me,
I work hard to be this fortunate.

Goodness and love are in fairy tales,
I will live my life here on earth
Until my time is served,
And in the end I will meet my Maker.

Reality

Innocence,
Is a child's dream.
Condemnation,
Is the sin of adults.

In youth the sun rises every day.

Grown-ups know the sun will set.

Time matures the untainted,
creates suspicion,
proves there is pain,
shows people lie,
things that are loved cease to exist,
life can have no meaning.

So much for being naive!

Nothing is above doubt~
In the end...

We are ALL Guilty.

Work

Blood is red,
Your lips are blue.
Dial 911,
and I will save you!