Ominous

The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. - Thoreau

something's gonna happen

not just talking 'bout swayin' and rappin'

no need for applause let alone clappin'

i can feel it in my bones

i can hear it in my headphones

can't leave well enough alone

sure as the gray sky shivers, weeps and moans

spanning worlds and crossing time zones

not talking 'bout dripping ice cream cones

something greater than any man dares or claims he knows

hanging out, squawking and flying crooked with the black crows

living life like an episode of the sopranos

Author's Note

"The greater part of what my neighbors call good I believe in my soul to be bad." - Thoreau