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Lights out

I once had a realistic painful dream

Was not asleep but had my eyes shut.

My face filled with grin as a smile fought to make its way through.

Stickier than glue, a wonder beyond reach and so true.

Cold as freezing ice , joyous is the heat from the sun which will melt away my worries.

An erruption from this volcano of lust, talk of why we dont share similar trust.

Tired of all this, cured by the only bliss.

Rude barbaric madness : Some might opt to call it satanic.

Blame is the game of the irrespossible characters.
So wild never to be tamed

Knocked out I was my eyes not fully closed, couldn’t make out the figures surrounding me

Sir. George Githunguri

© Dec 2012

By Sir. George Githunguri

Enjoying life and all it has to offer, blessed to be alive and championing for humanity

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