Undecided. Poem by Christopher Holmberg

I can imagine a day so pure and gay,
with nothing involved,
commitment resolved,
everything else is truth.
guaruntee my literal deuce.
For nothing is grim.

Now imagine a day so drury and grey,
everything involved,
nothing resolved,
everything else is fake.
It's all a mistake.
considerably used.

Now continue to breath
dont ever plead
for greed is beneath
nothing so bleak.

Now get on your feet
before you sink to your knees
in a shallow dream
sick and beneath
reason to believe.

An undecided future.
presently surrounding us.

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