Sunday, January 07, 2007

A Reflection on Life...

Strange are the ways of life
Love one moment, the next, strife
Is it the fruit, or is it the knife?


Thoughts, oh thoughts, in my mind galore
Is a thought more than a bitchy whore
Which exists in endless store?


All is illusion, it is all a lie
Shackles that do nothing but tie
Would it not be better to die?