Bursting On The Scene

by Pom

Published April 4, 2012

In Poetry

There’s a new violence bursting,
Bursting on the scene,
Oh no,
Oh no,
 
There’s big changes coming,
To all that  you hold dear,
Can’t you see?
Can’t you hear?
 
All that is moving,
Moving  between you and me,
Do you care?
Do you feel?
 
Dream what your living,
Live inside your dream,
There’s no real escaping,
From what you’ve always been.
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