Are We Lost

Do you agree we're lost
In a haze of reality
Forged by the beasts of the hunt?
Ask me why I allow insects to bring the bounty
Of a sweet, dour romance
Don't allow doubt to rule your world
Insist on truth, justice and confusion
Or I'll be forced into bondage
Or worse, I'll be forced to think

© 1994, William R. Craft, Jr. All Rights Reserved