These 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
There are always two sides to every argument But there is only one truth in the end You're the only one who knows me Because I am a stranger in a strange land You're a gigolo in Las Vegas who bets on the jackpot
Who do you say I am Go read the truth in the book It's not a pretty sight Because we don't listen Only truth will save us
The wind blows across the distant hills It tells me the truth that flows out of the lamb's mouth I listen to the apocalypse that's coming It tells of death and destruction We don't have to go there
Can there be a higher truth that prevails Or are we lost in the winds of despair We deserve better than that Only good will and love will save us
A truthful sketch:
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