A Cure

Tranquility succeeds to engulf me
In soul, mind and heart.
To the ends, beginning,
mend the old roads
Old tracks
 
The ravens pick the dead scavengers                                                                                                                           They lack humanity
As a war of mans insanity reignsBut still though these cold darts,
somehowWarmth creeps into my heart.I feel a light around my plight
 
My eyes see the pain,
I refrighn from botherI cannot care more for their fodderMy care I’ve wasted to many years on their careless mistakes and fears    I found my way out of their catastropheI used the only drug thats freeA secret to my sanity rafting on tranquility
 The cure
Laughter