Life (2000)
by: Thrad Weibley

I have become the jaded one.
In dreams my mind and soul do run
To flee far from beyond the world,
To rise above the hate unfurled.
The shadowed souls who roam the earth
Have lived their lives dying since birth.
Those faceless names succumb to greed
To waste with haste those things they need.
Their minds are numb from gov'ment news,
The fall of morals, which they choose.
Because knowledge is not wanted,
Lying, deceit is what they're fed.
I cannot see reality,
My fear just feeds insanity.
I look above and I ask why,
Why am I here? Why will I die?
I wonder why does fate choose me?
But then I relish that I'm free.