Friday, June 12, 2015

Phenomenally lost (Begging Maya Angelou's forgiveness)

In need of a compass, obviously
Phenomenally lost, 
Phenomenonal me

There is no Southern Cross
If you cross the Equator

Who wants to go North, you may say,
when all the birds are flying away? 

There is no sin below that line 
So they say
What do they know anyway? 

In need of a compass, obviously
Phenomenally lost, 
Phenomenonal me




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