Poems from ogparry
The valley is dark and roads are strange
The end is never certain
But still the clock has never stopped
It ticks again and again
Life at...
The darkness suffocates and it drowns
Father please
The whole in the ground is caving down
Father please
The material world is eating...
Here I sit, an automaton
Sit I in this chair
Writing all the words and phrases
For which I don not care
The words do subjugate my mind...
Through my senior year
I've learned so much
Tons of fancy words I speak
All thanks to a teacher's tuch
I've learned that a plus sign
Is...
What's dry will flood
And then run dry
And the cycle continues
Long after we die
God is our constant
He is no cycle
His will for our...