Thursday, June 10, 2010

these days

in the absence of
what is left

there is no


Blogger ROFO said...

If what is left is absent then the question is "what is left"?

5:48 PM  
Blogger Ray G said...

In this instance I was thinking of left as in an open mind, a loving heart and a balled fist.

vivez sans temps mort

1:23 AM  
Blogger Life's Lover said...

amazing, this is amazing...
I'd like to know though...
what is the story of this short poem? Why is there no humanity? What happened?

10:19 PM  
Blogger Ray G said...

There is, in a sense, always humanity.

This poem was merely a reflection on the absence of 'progressive' social change - essentially people being empowered to make the decisions that effect them, otherwise known simply as common sense.

2:49 PM  

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