rolling stones skeleton bones...

... the things we have in common ~ Rasko ~ 1535

The things we have in common
often over looked with indifferences
world is divided under hands
whom wish to be worshiped& rule
voices of power hunger speaks
seeking allies in spilling toxic
always stirring something stronger
tormented minds suffers
in unforgiving hatred
blood shed and lives torn
rolling stones skeleton bones
till the end of life we turn cold
all fragile and sacred
somehow we can be so blind
to forge the heaven within
as if we were addicted ..
to what griefs