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10-11-2010, 10:45 AM
SItting on the top deck of a bus
From where I sit the sea could be just like a carpet
the ripples like the tufts you tug
when lying on the home hearthrug
Patterns are cast from clouds above
Unconstant, changing never true
today the sea so calm defies, deceives
for even on the calmest day
It hides the turbulence below
Just like the face of all mankind
which blank serenity portrays
'Tis lies, for deep within that calm facade
Lie terrors, fears, Man from his mind is never free
It plays with him
Just like the wild, the restless sea.
Last edited by dogsbody70 : 10-11-2010 at 10:57 AM.
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