there is a place

for simpler times

sitting on a merry-go-round

watching life pass by

and all the fun there is

remembering the past

holding onto the present

looking out for the future

a moment arrives

as breath leaves the body

the heart renews

life continues round

the merry-go-round


A decree to establish order

Over the avenue of discord

I have seen the fall of mankind

And the unproductiveness

Of life’s degeneration

And upon realizing this

A descision has been made

To safeguard against further damage

Carrying forward a decree

That will see a return to order

Within chaos their is change

And were their is change

Fortune occurs making this a chance encounter

To reestablish the beginning of said decision