October 13, 2009

Prologue

More than a few years have gone by,
Since the tag been there on a guy.
Thought of once writing a tale about one guy,
Who had fought his way out and went by.

In the beginning there was no lie,
Just not enough brains to fry.
Now he gazes at the stars in the sky,
Without an attempt to evade the firefly.

There was once a time,
When the lips had no time to dry.
Gone are the days,
When the heart had the emotion to cry.

One day he was forced to leave the den,
To roam around to mingle.
He walked bravely in the confusion,
Till he got Lost in a Concrete Jungle.