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WITH A GOBLET OF WARMTH, I SIT THROUGH THE NIGHT,
WITH THE FOOD OF THE GODS, I SUSTAIN THIS LIFE...
SLOWLY, IT SEEPS, DEPARTING THE CUP, DOWN MY THROAT,
SWEETLY AND WARMLY, CARESSING BODY AND SOUL.
INHALING THE PLEASURE, RELIVING LOST TIMES,
LOST IN BROWN RICHNESS, I'M SEARCHING FOR TRUTH...

SURROUNDED BY DARKNESS, WAITING FOR LIGHT,
OUR WORLD IN TROUBLE, AT WAR AND IN STRIFE...
TECHNOLOGY CONQUERS, WITH A BITTER SWEET NOTE,
POVERTY AND SICKNESS, STILL DEMANDING THEIR TOLL.
PEOPLE LIKE ME, WE SEE IF IT RHYMES,
RAISING AWARENESS, THROUGH WORDS TO REFLECT...

THINKING WE'RE WISE, YET REALLY JUST FOOLS,
WE IMAGINE SOME ANSWERS, TO QUESTIONS NOT ASKED...
WRITING AND WATCHING, NOT LIVING AND ACTING,
WITH A GOBLET OF WARMTH, I SIT THROUGH THE NIGHT.

Created: October 29, 1999r.
Last Updated: November 7, 1999r.