Another of the subjects that I felt compelled to say my piece about.

"Oblivion" She walks alone on a crowded street searching for her baby he disappeared a week ago and she's been combing the city since It happened in plain sight but no-one saw anything how can that be on a crowded street C: Oblivion we all build walls of Oblivion a refuge from the world we're livin' in safe in a state of oblivion His cloths are worn, tattered and torn he's got that look of desperation people walking by turn a blind eye most of them fear a confrontation no-one see's anything he stands alone with his pain how can that be on a crowded street C: Oblivion we all build walls of Oblivion a refuge from the world we're livin' in safe in a state of oblivion B: It's not good or bad sometimes it's all we have to keep us sane in the face of so much pain C: Oblivion we all build walls of Oblivion a refuge from the world we're livin' in safe in a state of oblivion we're safe in our state of Oblivion Ron Kauffman/‎Sunday, ‎11 ‎August, ‎2013