by Unknown
Jul 2011 430 Views 5 comments
Questions
Questions,
An answer to our ingestions,
But what do we do?
When we question our questions?
A conclusion made,
A spade is a spade,
The last note,
Of our seranade.
Not the correct answer,
Just not the correct question,
Who am I?
Who have I become? No!
Ask yourself,
What do I stand for?
Who do I love?
And when this fails.
Repeat all of the above
An answer to our ingestions,
But what do we do?
When we question our questions?
A conclusion made,
A spade is a spade,
The last note,
Of our seranade.
Not the correct answer,
Just not the correct question,
Who am I?
Who have I become? No!
Ask yourself,
What do I stand for?
Who do I love?
And when this fails.
Repeat all of the above
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Posted: Jul 2011
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Comments (5)
Andrew
When we question our questions? There is something to be said for understanding one's intent.