answers not found in the book by Andrew S Adamsall your answers are
waiting in some dark alley way
just waiting to be raped
of all meaning.
they lie with the filth
in the gutter.
they are so dark,
you cant see them when grasped
in your own hand.
your answers, they are outcasts.
they are ugly and mangy, and denied-
living to be mocked,
living disguised as a lie.
but sometimes,
they are the deeper beings-
you must break the surface
you must break the skin.
for all your answers, this
isnt easy. it's painful.
but perhaps your answers are
waiting on the side of the road,
with you just driving by-
with a cross hanging from your rearview. 04/09/2003 Posted on 04/10/2003 Copyright © 2025 Andrew S Adams
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Ashok Sharda on 04/13/03 at 03:15 AM 'answers are
waiting on the side of the road'- Only the seeker is not there with his BEING present seeking WHAT IS. The seeker rather sticks to what is known, data's stored in the green rooms of his mind associated with the associations external. Nice piece. |
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