on sand
they leave no trace
for they are not made
to stand
they can move
through the land
Author: The Golden Tears
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The Golden Tears, is an expression of my views and the world that surrounds me.
Ants
they never quit
their everywhere you go
but you never see them
until
your one of theirs
Rats
their everywhere
on every street
in every home
and if they bite
they’ll make you
one of their own
Spider
woven in
to their web of sin
a string of hope
that leads
to them
Vulture
picking the bones clean
what is left
are the remains
of a victim
unable to save himself
Scorpions sting
before you realise
that death is fast approaching
time seems to slow down
and all around you
turns to darkness
here you will find peace
Cats
playful and curious
loyal and fierce
when they are together
their dominion is all-encompassing
Self-Centeredness
Self-Centeredness
Ducks
like an arrow
formation they fly
across the channel
they call each other
to encourages the slower ones
to keep pace
till the end of the race
Dog
I’ve seen a dog
bite its own tail
and then turn around
to bark
at itself
Echoes of Life 