Question No. One

by Silk

Faceless future, 
ashamed of itís past.  
Senseless direction, 
going nowhere fast.
Questions of doubt, 
saturate the mind.
Focused on liberty, 
thatís one of a kind.
Life without death, 
arm without hand.
Fighting without reason, 
where will it end?

Question No. One by Silk

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