Filozofska sekcija "Tačka"

Milan Vidović

And you?

Where do we go,nobody knows
Which ever way the river flows
Now,can you tell me how the sky is sewn
I always say to each their own
And should you ever work it out
Don't just stand or move about
You're reaching the end of your long race
No more time and no more space
To hide what you've seen and found amongst does glowing orbs
You can't take it in,but your mind still absorbs
It just lifts you up and fuels your flame
Make you wonder from whence it all came
Your greatest pain,your worst delight
Suddenly seem just out of sight
Check your thoughts to see if they're sane
You make them easy like a paper plane
Words that you say are as good as gold
Don't matter if there's no one to behold
What you spell out and preach
No matter who you mention or beseech
There is no answer to your heated call
As the view of the people is often to small
To convey something thats out of its time
Except the sound of bills and the turn of a dime
And to them i say:"Old fools beware!"
Live your life happy,cause you have no spear 

 

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