A STRANGE DAY

I woke up in a wasted place.

The mist hung heavy in the air Across lay a tavern.

In the tarven I met strange people.

One was a nude waitress waiting attending to people

A crazy scientist Siamese twins experimenting

A three year old ghost trying to hide.

What amazing adventure lies in wait I ponder?

Oddly I am not scared to go further in.

I have faith in myself and who I represent.

But deep down what do I represent

I represent the image of God on earth.

So I stepped into the tavern regardless of what was before my eyes.