Have you ever seen through, Frosted layers of emotions, No matter what he threw, Couldn't dent any notions You asked him to stop for a while, Let his violent steak get silent, Fast approaching state of senile, He was never this violent He took the fall, alone in the dark, Letting go of your hand, He stood lonely, under the arc, Unsure of where he's going to land Did he seep through the sands of time? Did he fall through the crack? Did he stop or commit the crime? Or did he finally switch his track Close your eyes and look within, He's in there, scared to lose his way, Don't let him commit the sin, Just remember, you have the final say
By Ken Ahuja