Filozofska sekcija "Tačka"

Milan Vidović

Mad world

Another night,another day
Passing by 'till the passing May
When i can rest and join my flock
And stop staring at the ticking clock
But somehow i feel out of place
Something strikes and brakes my grace
I lose myself and am not as strong
I lose my head and my thoughts go along
I forget the song that made life so great
I forget the way,the place and the date
I only see endings not a single start
Events in which i dare not take part
They are petrifying and i hate them so
New ones simply flourish,they don't come and go
The faces i know are twisted and strange
So close to me and yet out of range
They are there to guide me and to take me higher
And yet i fall back,back into the fire
When all great men are sent to be made
To create moments that will never fade
Do defy whats normal,putrid and old
They are the survivours,the brave and the bold
Who will write a a chapter untold in this book
That will sway the people without a good hook
For they are the ones to escape the cage
To bring new life in the comming age 

 

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