Cubeopolis

War?War?War?
How do I survive, when others perish? How does God see me worthy to preserve? Must the good be the enemy’s hors d'oeuvre? The pure, benign, and helpful the garnish? Such pain and aguish, no one does deserve. Sights, sounds, and smells to terrify any nerve.
Youth is time for memories to cherish.
When will answers come, so many questions? I pray, but my God has no suggestions. I’ve lost my faith, and my friends, and all hope.
Day in and day out, a soldier must cope. The days are tedious, and the nights worse, Life given, the army can’t reimburse.


Sanctuary“Sanctuary”Sanctuary
I sat up all night, couldn’t figure out what’s right I say green but I mean blue, who knows what is true In the end will it matter, all this little chatter I say many I mean few, who knows what is true Time goes on and on, until we are gone I tell lies but I mean truth, can’t know what is true Day-by-day, week-by-week, I see you, I know you I look happy, but I’m so sad, who knows what is true As we are we will be, as we be we will become &nb
It's Chris L!
ummm... stay cool or something!
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