Nothing
more dangerous
than poets
who takes
themselves
cerealously  
🤭

after brexit, with ireland stabilized
my consulate does not experience loss of life
the international laws which protect my life
are the language i am putting across your desk

loose grasp of the united kingdom
i am british, the king is english
i am irish, not scottish
these are languages, and i am also english now that brexit has happened in history
where my family comes from in new york and ireland is the country side
in new york we are a us general of diplomacy
in ireland we live in the peaceful countryside where no wars are experienced
we have no police

The girl I once knew, she wasn't there anymore.
I've lost myself in my pain, desperate inner pleadings.
Wanting help, but only getting help from the wrong people.
People who are, not good for my energy, me.

I see my twin infront of me, Alisha... Where are you?

Gone. I long for Independence, financial freedom. My eyes empty and dry.

I lost myself, in my desperation. My face cracked.
Save me

the taste of knowledge
like a deep dark chocolate
leaving a silky
philosophy to caress
the inner depths of reason

I never realized how much you look for me
In everyone

Where have all the good people gone?
Sone have fought in the war
And they are veterans
We already thanked them
For have given our freedom
We stand on guard for you Canada
The other people had walked away
From God's life
That is very sad to know
Yes God had died for my sins
In the cross
And it was God that had made me
In his image
That is why I am here
God I praise you name
God every day I live for you

tire, tire, tired.
tried-
where were we?
backwards...
might be the
DARK
ages-
blessed be,
open to darkness !