Sometimes The Wind Will Blow Jim Nasium    In the haze of early morning  out in the middle of no where  the opium farmer offers dreams that can only be had there days spent chasing the dragon lost in another place  you don't need to say a word  it's written all over your face  Out of the heat of mid day you rest inside the hut young girls fan and serve you  don't care you're stuck in a rut  they are more than willing to satisfy your every need you sit there with a needle in your arm watching your self bleed Safe in the darkness of night  you lay quietly all alone don't need a computer a TV or telephone you are well connected with the forces of the universe tomorrow you'll do it all again things are getting worse In the haze of early morning out in the middle of no where  the opium farmers sells dreams  that can only be bought there  you said you didn't want to stay  now you don't want to go rain will fall now and then sometimes the wind will blow    By : Jim Nasium       Visit Jims Art   Page Created By Pam Gallo