Walking Ways Poem by Juan Jaimez

I wonder and think
I dream but don't think
Millions of ways and 365 days
Not knowing but growing
Wasted nights and wasted ways
Pondering days but drowing ways
Underground and above
Behind us and forgotten
From the 6 to the six power rising up
Attacking and distracking
Currupting the weak
For sometimes are weak
A grave of fire
Gone and dead
Forgotten and most of the time rotten
But you still hang from a noose of problems
And a noose of pain
Awaiting for no one to blame
A corpse with a mind that keeps in mind
Beware of those and aware of them
Caution and alert at all times
Be ahead and remember the other time
A world of false lies and vision
Producing nothing and are nothing
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