The River

As I stand
I watch the crimson river
Flowing ever south
Towards what I do not know
I watch it flow
And I wonder
What have we done
Why have we made this river full
It was vanity and pride
A voice inside me screams
Why couldn’t we see it
Why couldn’t we stop it
We were blinded by it
And we made a river
Crimson red.


About Shane Ede

Shane Ede is an IT guy by day and a Entrepreneurial Blogger by night. You can follow him here on Thatedeguy or over on Twitter and Google+.