Unknown

by Curtis Young   Jun 27, 2013


We all fear the unknown,
We all fear what we do not understand.
We just stand there when the wind has blown,
We all just drink from the can.

Tonight we all drink from the bottle,
We all carry a weapon.
As we all put our hand on another throttle,
As we all just live on.

We all need some friends,
We all have a moan.
As we go through life's bends,
As we travel through the unknown.

The human race is curious,
and want to find the answers to all of life's questions.
We just end up massacre each other with all these weapons.

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