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Friday, September 02, 2005

"Waste"

Fountain Pen

Waste

Somewhere a hero waits to save the day
A leader waits to lead the way
But not right now
Not just yet
Let's just have fun for one more day

Somewhere a warrior wants to win the war
A conqueror wants to conquer
But not right now
Not just yet
Let's escape and run away

Somewhere a helper wants to help
A servant wants to serve
But not right now
Not just yet
So much to see, so little time

The passing of time goes unfelt
The numbness is fed
The feeding feeds on itself
What a waste
What a waste

Somewhere a teacher longs to teach
A wise man to share his wisdom
But not right now
Not just yet
Can't slow down, must go faster

Somewhere an innovator wants to innovate
A visionary with a vision
But not right now
Not just yet
Too distracted, too...

Somewhere a lover wants to love
A heart longs to share
But not right now
Not just yet
Distortion distracts

So much potential, so much wasted
Discipline yields to sloth
Purpose gives way to selfishness
And the world writhes in pain while I play

While I play

Decay, decay, the rot of today
It's all the same yet seemingly new
Under the surface the potential lay
Nothing is different from yesterday

And the world writes while I play

While I play


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