Colin F. Jones

HELLS BELLS

If what I want is more than I have,
Then I won’t have what It is that I want,
For it is simply a repetitive path,
Desiring to do what it is that I can’t.
Life is dependant on the miracle of water,
For we are bubbles formed from its seed,
Bursting with perpetual slaughter,
Due to an over extension of need.
Seldom do we need what it is we desire,
But contentment is never our thing.
The more trees we feed to the fire,
Less warmth the future will bring.
Then the honest person will become the liar,
And the bells of perdition will ring.