Unknown
As I sit in the wing of a unknown place,
I ask myself,
What have come of thee?
Are thee Alive or Die?
As I sit in the window of a unknown place,
I ask myself,
What have come of thee?
Are thee Lost or Found?
As I sit in the Chair of a unknown place,
I ask myself,
What have come of thee?
Are thee Loved or Hated?
As I sit in the Graden of a unknown place,
I ask myself,
What have come of thee?
Are thee White or Black?
As I wonder in the unknown place,
I ask myself,
What have come of thee?
Are thee Saved or Doomed?
All these are unknowns?
OrAre these thing of the knowning?
You Judge orBe Judged
© 2008 by N.L
Saturday, May 23, 2009
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