The Writings

Welcome to Nowhere (4/21/99)

 

Never did you give a thought
Going forward with eyes closed
You should have watched the road ahead.


Here your soul is sold a bought
Shifting hands everyday
You see the signs you never read.


What you see is what you saught
Above the door it says 'Nowhere'
It is the word you never said.


And the man whit mucles taught
Staring upward with eyes closed
One swift blow removes your head.


It looks as though time has cought up
And in the end you see it all
You feel the crash and know your dead.