Days Like This

Days like this You wake up to see the sun grow weary and thin As if it has been struggling to shine for years And your love; it no longer weigh upon your dream The dream seems hollow and fragile, like the sun—setting. And the gust of greed; the cold winter left, comes to cease …

Born Affluent

There is enough pain in this world to suffer any manEnough sorrowEnough sadnessEnough emptiness to ink our pages withinThere is tragedy—Enough to fuel constantly on our arid dreamsAnd late at night,The same dream keeps us awake till tomorrows dawnAnd the death itself upon us, does not show up so easyBut when it does, it does …