Sometimes i get so sad
over a world gone mad
My heart sinks as ship
caught at glacier's tip
These toes go best blue
with thoughts of you
Who are not true to self
hoarding all your wealth
Sometimes I get so sad
over a world gone mad
My skies fill with cloud
shine covered by shroud
Those are not my wishes
unwashed, dirty dishes
That which is not mine
lost without track of time
Sometimes i get so sad
over a world gone mad
My water tastes impure
not my own I am sure
Those who stoop to maim
not close to me in name
This is not what it seems
nightmares; not dreams
Sometimes i get so sad
over a world gone mad
My voice is clearer, now
when i do not bend or bow
There goes that balloon
popped by nuclear shroom
They think and do not act
Barren wasteland be fact.
Katherine Marion
over a world gone mad
My heart sinks as ship
caught at glacier's tip
These toes go best blue
with thoughts of you
Who are not true to self
hoarding all your wealth
Sometimes I get so sad
over a world gone mad
My skies fill with cloud
shine covered by shroud
Those are not my wishes
unwashed, dirty dishes
That which is not mine
lost without track of time
Sometimes i get so sad
over a world gone mad
My water tastes impure
not my own I am sure
Those who stoop to maim
not close to me in name
This is not what it seems
nightmares; not dreams
Sometimes i get so sad
over a world gone mad
My voice is clearer, now
when i do not bend or bow
There goes that balloon
popped by nuclear shroom
They think and do not act
Barren wasteland be fact.
Katherine Marion
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