Who?
by Casey Jespon
© 1998

Life.
Death.
Right.
Left.
Who are we to say?
Life.
Death.
Right.
Left.
Who are we to separate the night from the day?
Some say we wander aimlessly in space.
Some say we have to stare fate in the face.
The time has come
For all, for none.
Sometimes I sit back and think.
My mind wanders through the faucet of a proverbial sink.
The needle in the haystack.
Who cares?
The weight on the shoulders.
Who bares?
Who has the time for life
Who has the heart for love?
Who has the strenght for strife?
Enough.

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