Don Mann: Focusing on my Craft

Thursday, Dec. 09, 2004 - 5:48 a.m.

A field of war men
Joined to fight the future now
Tradition must die

Cigarette smoke fills
This room of desolation
I imprison me

Sleep strays from dry eyes
This fledgling mind fights its host,
Demands consciousness

Guilt burdens my heart
I have failed and lost my pride
and all for nothing

The time has come now
Another new beginning
Sunlight interrupts

We are all
just prisoners of
our own minds

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