Poetic Plague Doctor

Category: Do a temp check

  • Ashes, Ashes

    How quaint the world is when it all falls down, When all your plans, aspirations, and dreams hit the ground. How quiet the world is as we all slowly die, not even a moan, groan or cry. There is no happiness, hope, or joy at all. How silly the world is as we all begin…

  • Money and Value

    See the worldand its people look at all they do.Is there anything really new? No Nothing is new under the sun.Nothing fresh upon the earth.So what is all our toil for?What’s our work really worth? If fame is what you seekyour toil is in vain. If money is what you want,then your effort is for…

  • Laugh Lines

    Pain. What is pain? Break free from its restraints. Don’t let the dull throbs and sharp stabs keep you from refreshing smiles and rejuvenating laughs. Happy and healing, even through tears. Just soldier on, through the days, past the years. Fight your fears. Let the laugh lines mark your face; so the proof of your…