What do we need the ones that go for
the ones that leave us alone
within this madness
We aren't even playing
and certainly avoid the bombs
if we can
Age could have been the answer
But you will never know
The plants impeded your view
Selfmade obstruction
Not even pityful
Pathectic, really
We're still alone and trying
defending the grounds in silence
and it does hurt, man
© 2015
To Johnny's friend
ten years too late