- Books, Literature, and Writing
Everywhere is bustle all around the town.
Everyone is rushing all who wear a frown.
Time is so important, it never stands still.
Yet time doesn't exist to those who do not live.
They sit in their squalor, do not dare a peek.
Names are nothing, to all just a freak.
Addictions are rampant life is shorter still.
Voices in the head at night, stop them with a pill.
Do not claim pity.
Do not claim fear.
For the Undesirable exists on a lower level tier.
Hide them in the shadows.
Put them in a box.
If they loiter outside then we
must change the locks.
Loneliness and loss of pride turns a soul to darkness wide.
Loss of will and grief in life turns the inner soul outside at night.
Lie your head upon the stone, waking up to the cities moan.
Hunger pangs and thirst to quench, discarded scraps of indulgence.
The monkey needs to be fed as well, on the soul is where he dwells.
Loss of pride and confidence, destroys the sense of arrogance.
When it's time to leave the world the undesirable pleads for pearls.