Water born under fire. A misled existance. A misguided life. A ritual of mourning. Noon. Night. A knife as sharp as a chop stick. A life on the middle prong of a fork. A wrong made right by excuses. Bottle fed lies. Breast fed nourishment. Dead brain cells, A star grades. Walking on a shattered pavement. Minding the cracks. Missing every one. Companions forgotten. As fast as can be. Can it be madness?