Posted by azngeek at September 3rd, 2007

Do not judge me for what I am,
for that is not what I may be.
The yesterdays,
The history,
Is not the harbinger of tomorrow,
For the directorless play,
the impromptu,
the audience may believe
the actor is lost,
with a broken compass,
facing a broken north.

As tomorrow climaxes,
the sun rise,
the actor could find his bearings,
he may learn, understand, comprehend,
he may not.

Writers block. Crap.