jazzyclimber

Happiness will rule the day    So long thy company is fair But let thy company drift away    and ye may only stare Blame will fall unto deaf ears    as the happiness, once remembered Slowly turns into the tears    Of loved ones no longer together But lo, an ark, a momentous sigh    To blame the others would be a sin but where, then, does thy enemy lie    The answer must be within Within the confines of the mind    two men are forever bound One who talks till end of time    The other knows no sound Tread lightly on the man who talks    for his words are poison filled glass Grip too tightly to his thoughts    and joyous feelings

 ...We had absolutely no clue what we were getting dragged into. But anything was better than working down in the fucking pipes. Been there, done that. Dealing with the Overseer’s bullshit. Digging, scraping, refurbishing, keeping busy with a mindless drudgery of tasks that no man should ever have to do in the immense heat that is produced by those vile pipes. Not to mention the stench, the foul odor that seemed to permeate the flesh of your skin and loom over you for days after you were finished with your twenty hour shift. No, I was more than exalted to volunteer for a newly created job.I thought there was no job that the aristocrats