The feel of dusting off heavy pile of dirt buried your blog
Some cleaning needs to be done
Here and there
Tidying up the code some more
This half-assed design should be completed
It will..in time
TABULA RASA
You are, the blank slate
The blank block and a blank plate
The story you build, the hype you become
The need to please while you succumb
You are a numb ore
A pure sheet of dirt's core
A dumb excuse for living
And gone without saying
You shape what you want to become
You be what you want to be
But most of the time you are the prey
Of people's thought and their dismay
Some may succeed, the winner wrote history
Some may not, engulfed by their story
(The morning of glory, 2012)