green eggs and hamlet©
To be free or not to be free,
that is the question presented to me.
This harried life it can smother,
man against one another.
Would i,could i end this troubled life,
could i,should i use that knife?
Could jump in front of that bus out there,
wherefore art thou does anybody care?
Shall i jump from a plane,
or stand in the speeding path of a train?
Should i take that leap,
could i put this pain to sleep?
This world has got a real dose of poison,
with hate and greed so deadly
hark what a sin.
To shuffle off this mortal boil,
oh why hast thou brought such turmoil?
Perhaps the world doth fight too much,
in the midst of angst and such.
To dream whilst i sleep
i shall not be afraid,
for in my dreams the hate shall fade.
It shall not stop should i be dead,
thou must dream it away instead!
Copyright©2010~S@L~
Me thinks the lady
doth jest enuff,
one has to with
all the hate&stuff!
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