Drowning
I wash my hands in the water of life
Things change like the cut of a knife
The falling rain is not easy
And the wind is rather breezy
I try to show how much I care
Because I know you're always there
I don't have to explain myself to you
It ain't my place to tell you I'm blue
I have a reason to hold on
Sometimes I feel like I'm a swan
The pain of living is hard
I feel like I'm lost in my yard
But the Sun will always come up
I'll be there to taste its glorious cup
And the day will be my salvation
Because I am a member of a population
A glorious sketch!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases. This is poetry book No. 8
