Maybe now you'll be quiet
Was said as I gasped
Struggling for that precious air
A racing mind
A bundle of thoughts

Those people with glasses
They are not for us
Kill them all
Pol Pot believed
In his bundle of thoughts

Crimea is ours
Well take it back
Rebuild the empire
Create fear in our foes
Just another bundle of thoughts

My father was god
I am god
My son is god
Do not dare to question
This bundle of thoughts

These bundles of thoughts
None more valid than another
Does this give credence to my own
Bundle of thoughts

Ignite realization of
The thought filled world
The world in our minds
Unreal as it is

Only a bundle of thoughts
Presence is the key, for all we have is now.
All we ever have is right now.

Formerly Adam A Gedman (AKA - A damAGed man)

But you can call me Kevin

Toronto Mini WoR - May 2014