I played with the thought, quite a bit actually but if you see the year yeah I survived, I made my way back to the land of the living… am I actually calling this living now hmm? Looking Grim, to be honest things have looked better often enough really
Better than… acting
As if you know the truth
Like life you’re attacking
But do you follow through
Or are you snacking
Leaving it to your stunt crew
Better than… showing
The whole damn world
Where we’re going
What’s the word?
Death
Cheated but defeated?
Blind and deaf
Yet we all meet it
Better than… knowing
Tricks are for kids
But we’re growing
Too big
Bigger you think
Than what’s to come
Kool-Aid to drink
Or you run
Better than… towing
Wisdom and knowledge
Where you going
For me it wasn’t college
Call me confused and lost
If you’re not going to die
Why carry the cross
Jigsaw’s my guy
Better than… lacking
The cure
Success is tapping
But I learned
What’s happening
And so I’ll burn
Because it’s more than a look
It’s me
That cooks
And I see
But was not shook
At what has to be
A blessing and a sin
My brother’s keeper
Better than… looking grim
A look at the Grim Reaper
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
