Saturday, November 22, 2014

the last chapter


The wagon rolling on
Rolling gravel stones
The beating on the stone road
The sad and tired faces

The men on the wheels
In their showmanship they do
Telling their kind how they suffer
They hide behind their facade of faces

They leave behind the luxuries
They have the phobia of losing
The ground they walk have rejected them
They know the withering bloom

This is the last chapter
It is going downhill all the way
The wheel of cycle has to go in
The change has to come

The lies and pretending
Going through back doors
Let the dirty work to the farm boys
It just never works anymore

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