Friday, July 3, 2015

~Answers~


A guitar without strings, 
a piano without keys. 
The brass with no wind 
and the loneliest of violins;
Would still play the most gorgeous of orchestras
but from within the conductor's mind it's in.

And to those whose mis-shapen worlds
have rendered emotions naught;
would find themselves smiling
when understanding timing of the irony at thought.

And to all rodents who scamper 
in the man-made phaze;
Little difference to albino and runt
but what they remember about the maze.

A game this all is,
even with emotions you need a scorer. 
The world isn't quite yet gone
so it's not... 
quite... 
yet... 
...over.

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