Barbed Wire Fences
Andrew Graham
Focusing on
Concentrating on not thinking
So many thoughts leaving me in no man's land
Barbed wire fences bloody from the last stand
Long quiet walks
Forgetting how to talk your language
When so many die waiting here in no man’s land
Never knowing why and never getting second chances
If time would let you be whatever you want to be
Then what would you want to be
Even I, I can't stop you now
Just bury me in the ground
Walk into the light
We're passing through the honesty machines
There’s virulent еntities coursing through our bloodstreams
Coursing through our bloodstreams
And so many diе waiting here in no man's land
Never knowing why