Thursday, February 28, 2008

a river. a razor. a hunger

growing. ending at?


The phone beeps with a warm morning greeting message
Welcomes the brand new day with a trickle of smile
I wrote my half completed resume
Mostly editing from Apple's copy
Took a ride and saw my Angel at the back seat
She is still my Angel after all

Another death in the extended family
Age of 89
He lived a lifetime


Many worried about the days ahead
Im part of the guilty population
But what if tomorrow never comes
What will u do instead
And what will I do
I have a clear idea