Sunday, April 10, 2011

The White Crow.

On this sunny Sunday afternoon

I am sitting, pondering all alone in my room

It has taken over our lives deep and slow

We really can’t live without it…can we? We love the white crow.



I cannot recall a day when my thought did not stray

I always wanted to be black and white but it turned out be grey

Wish I could go back in time…make corrections…have it replay

But it would not let me…it’s the predator and I am a bird of prey



It’s really difficult to have a clean soul

Try my dear but how would you achieve your goal?

Even house arrest…it watches through the keyhole

No matter how hard you try…its presence is unacceptable but can you control?



Telling a lie and not admitting is so true…one can’t swallow

You walk straight never deviate….its your need you still follow

It’s a necessary evil…it’s in you…you don’t need to borrow

No matter how much you deny…you need it…you surrender…before it you bow.

It’s a bitter truth… We really can’t live without it…can we? Blame God but we really love the white crow.