"Turning On The Light While Tuning In"
Passing
the light and day turns into night.
Saw
the fish spit out their pebbles on the Jewish gravesites.
As
birds fly by high in the sky, the world starts to cry.
Rain
falls and heaven calls my father.
Spending
the sleepless nights with late night TV.
I go
on patrol with a remote control.
Scroll
down on the computer as junk mail sails to my e-pail.
Just
like the advertisements in the postal mails, which end up in garbage pails.
Get
different feedback from different people.
I'm
different too.
No
two people can be exactly alike unless they're the same person.
J.
Billet - 08/07/12
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