As I sit here in this contrete tomb
I wonder about the history of this room
I think of all who have fought and died
I think of all who have quarreled and lied
I think about what watches from above
I think of this world which is devoid of love
I think of Life and I think of death
I think of the heart that beats in my chest
At night I see people whose eyes are filled with dread
and I laugh and think to myself "hey at least you ain't dead"
I live in this concrete jungle abudant with life
and I walk and I smile as I witness the strife
when I sit in my room and I hear the cars crash
I continue to sit and I smile and I laugh
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