Poems from pheonix_reborn from the ashes
How many times will time pass me by while I try to make time
for time
to have the time
to spend time.
Finding time to catch time before it...
MY ARROW SLICES THROUGH WIND
BUT THE WHITE-MAN’S BULLET SLICES THROUGH THE CLOTHES ON MY BACK
BETRAYED BY THE MEN AND WOMEN THAT JUST...