No Fixed Abode



Morning sun through foreign glass
Facing danger to survive
Like a criminal
Awaiting sounds
The Scavengers prey
I sniff, dig, poke and question at your life
Control, obedience, stupidity and  haste
You miss
Without caring to think
So convinced
All you feel is all there is
I absorb the changes you fight
A stranger to you
I am what you are not
and much more
For I am you too
What you feel is only the start
You must keep moving
Precious moments lie ahead
Without simplicity of time
No certain understanding
No Fixed Abode