Unimaginative Minds

Courtesy of faqs.org

Courtesy of faqs.org

Written by Ken Carman

Unimaginative minds
See only the world
For what they think it must be
Half empty glass heads
That find it impossible
To even ponder
A “maybe”
Or “instead.”

To unimaginative minds
Dreams are infestations
Demanding extermination
Needing fumigation
Their favorite poison…


Above the grave
They’d willingly dig for you
In a land of lost possibilities
Here they plot
Making sure hope
Will be buried alive
Over eager to throw the dirt
Taking pleasure in the hurt

For the mind
Copyright 2009
Ken Carman
all rights reserved