Signs, we see them all the time, but do we really understand what they are all about
Stop, no entry, no access, beware
Do we see what they mean, do we even care
They glare at us we know they're there, but they speak words we don't care to hear
Stop, beware, you are not wanted here, caution, danger, harzadous to your health
Read between the lines of unspoken words of signs,
Listen to the message lingering in your mind
The signs speak so loud, they make a deafening sound
You know what they say,it's your nature to disobey
Signs you choose to disregard bare repercussions which might be quite sad
Heed the signs you are not blind, the hands of time can't unwind
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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