a beast at least

to be a beast atleast
rolling a thousand miles
down the track
no thought at mind
no feeling at heart
no pain at ease
feet beat the pavement
eyes seek a thrill
day in day out another drill
light is gone
blood to spill
no sound
no movement
only hunger and poverty
sick is the mind
embeded in he

by infidel
posted on 10/19/2009