***** ***** babes
Having a mutual
******* session

It was a clip
From
"Seven Lives Exposed"

A series that was done
By the ******* channel

And then I saw
The hot blonde
Go for a ride
On the powerful black man

Very ******

And I became
A bit annoyed

*** ***, always ***

There are no women
In my life
No *** for me

I grow tired
Of the dullness
Of the pointlessness
Of this game

My seed is spurted
On the carpet
And isn't it a shame

I doubt the world cares
Nor will remember
My name

I don't care
Too much
About money

I'm poor
And I think it's funny
How these people

Keep
Blah blah blabbing
About the money

I'm beginning
To hate this IPAD

All I wanted to do
Was play a book
I purchased on Kindle

I wanted to be able to copy
The pages
And put the content
Onto a text reader

I took screen shots
As well

But I can't paste
The screen shot
Onto the text reader app

And I don't want to
Turn on Siri
To read it aloud

As it collects so much info
And sends it to Apple

So now I just have to read
The **** book

The old fashioned way
Blahhhh!

I wanted a spoken copy
Of this book

I do not have the land
Nor have I purchased
Enough seeds
To grow my own food

I am reliant
Upon the power grid

I have enough canned food
To survive a month or so

If I did have money
Maybe I would buy
A good amount of seeds

Buy years worth
Of food
That can be stored
For emergencies

I watch the videos
On YouTube
About what life
Is like

In Yemen
Saudi Arabia
Syria
And Iraq

Wow
What a mess
Sectarian violence

Houthis in Yemen
Opposing the government

FSA rebels in Syria
FIghting ISIS
And trying to overthrow Assad

The Iraqi government
Is having to rely upon
Shia military groups
To combat ISIS

These same Shia militant groups
Then engage in sectarian violence
Burning and attacking
Sunni villages

This may cause
Some Sunnis
To become sympathetic
Toward ISIS

This sectarian conflict
Has been around
Since the beginning
Of Islam

A Shiia protester
In Eastern Saudi Arabia
Protests against
The Sunni regime

Despite the wealth of the country
This Shiia minorities
Live in poverty

A few violent protesters
Spoiled their peaceful protests
Now the Sunni government
Considers them terrorists

"It is a war that never ends
Because it has no objectives
Israel's military occupation
Is not an obstruction of peace;
It is the replacement of peace
It is the institution of war
As a way of life"

This quote
Taken from an article
In Quartz magazine
Written by Oded Na'aman
On Sept. 21, 2015

And as I read
About the problems
In the Middle East

I can't help but think
That one day
Some day
In my life

Life will be closer to what
They experience
Then what we experience today

Class struggles
Armed migrants
Angry Jihadists

A Federal government
That uses the state highway system
For transport
Of military vehicles

The markets
Maybe they won't always get
The food shipments

Maybe there will just be rations
Terrorist attacks
Become more common place

U.N. Forces here to help
Maintain order

A strict curfew enforced
Drones flying over suburban neighborhoods

The dollar
Less and less relevant

As the SDR
Of the
International Monetary Fund
Becomes the reserve currency
Of the world

America's military forces
Involved in different
Conflicts throughout the world

In China, Afghanistan and Syria

North Korea brags and boasts
Of its capabilities
Firing a weapon
That takes down
Most of our power

It's okay
Really
We'll get it
Back up
At least some people
Will have partial power

Just keep your head down
And do
As the militant government says

Or you'll be hauled off to some camp

Yes, this is America

And this is the world

This primitive world

Humans have many problems
It's plain to see

I don't know when
Life became a series
Of some meaningless
And some meaningful
Random events

Life just happens
It just happens
And happens

And I get the sense
Of just floating along

And I am at the Starbucks

The air is
Always too cold here
Always the air
Is on

And its always cold here

But I'm used to the cold
And the loneliness
Of life

Hello Gollum
I see you sitting there

And what are you
Looking at
With great care?

I see, that fish too
And it is so good for you

It will be a tasty dish
I will eat with you
If that is your wish

I have long limbs
Kind of like you
A bit akward
Seems there is
Nothing I can do

I go unnoticed too

We have seen
Knights, elves, and dwarves
Pass this way

We just live off the land
It is our way

Nearly 12 dollars
In my account
And what's it
All about?

I hear people
Blabbing about money

And I think
It's kind of funny

It takes different kinds
And no
I don't have the time

I don't wear a watch

Time is money
Well, life is funny

And who cares
About the bleepin' money

Thousands
Of ****** *** chats

Chaturbate cams
Sometimes
A ******* call

****** sounds

**** too

But still no ***

I suppose that's fine

I'm not expecting
To ever really be
In a relationship anyhow

Some people
Want a bunch of money

For me,
Not into it
Much at all

I stood by the tree
And watched the leaves fall

5 days of work a week?
No thanks man

I would rather
Walk around the land

I can tell you about life
But I don't know
What's for

I can tell you
I'm alive
And my life
Is a total bore

Sometimes on hikes
Or sitting beneath trees
Only a little meat
Too much is not good for me

And these people
On there computers
And their phones

Everyone in their
Own zone

And I'd like to go
To an exclusive party
Just for fun

To see hot babes
On the beach
*******

Underneath
The setting sun

"Frack"
That is what
Starbuck said

But he did not
Let the enemy catch him
He is not dead

You want this
You want that
It doesn't work that way

Keep most things inside
Don't give yourself away

Times are fleeting
And no one is meeting
Meeting me here

And I'm alone again
And I find it all queer

I should just relax
And have a beer

But no one wants to drink
Alone
That is no fun

The man
From the Twilight Zone
Had to make a distant planet
His home

They brought him
A robot lady
To be his friend

To him it was
A Godsend

And then something bad
Happened to her
In the end

I did not watch
What happened
To his friend

And here I am
All alone

Living in
My zone

I suppose
My muscles
Aren't big enough
Or I'm not
Mean or tough

I'll probably
Be a ******
All of my days

Learning to
Experience pleasure
In different ways

Just wanted a hug
Just wanted to feel
Wanted friendship
With a woman
Something real

Something of value
A little fun

In and out
Of my life
These women walk
And on their phones
They do talk

Off to be with
Lovers and friends

My loneliness
Is a steady trend

Friendly women
Come to me
Let us eat mangos
And let things be

It will all happen
So naturally
Hugging underneath
The shade of elm trees

Lovers are much to close
Don't want to get burned
Like a marshmallow
At a roast

Just want mutual appreciation
And friendly hugs
And to drink Ovaltine
From coffee mugs

And as the seasons pass
I wonder

And my cat is still
Quite frightened
My rain and thunder

Often times
I ramble on

A different time
A different place
A different name
A different space

But it all seems
So similar indeed

Listen closely
To my words
Take heed

I'm waiting for
Something real
Waiting to love
And to feel

I've shown kindness
To others
This seems true

I don't know
To do with the time
Do you?

Went to the library
And to the gym

Is the planet
A computer simulation
A type of game
But I'm not trying to win

And I will only work
One or two days at most

I'm not here to brag
Or to boast

Everyone talks about ***
All the time
But I don't really need it
I feel fine

Being a man is boring indeed
One or two *******
Expelled forth
With great speed

Women can ***
Again and again
They play with
Their vibrators
It is no sin

And I'm searching
For something real
And I'm trying to feel

Is it all a dream
A dream?

And I have been here before
This time and this place

The same librarian
With the same face

And the clock ticking
On the wall

Everything would be fine
It if wasn't for Adam's fall

Picked up my new glasses
I ordered two days ago

And when the rain freezes
It becomes snow

And when the snow falls
That is winter time

And sometimes at night
I have a sip of wine

And what is the self
And who am I?

Should I go on a hike
Should I stop asking why?

The world is so big
And I am so small

I look forward
To an accounting
Of us all

Trump or Clinton
Who cares who wins
America's prosperity
Wearing thin

I got new glasses
But forgot to order
The transition lens

Life feels like
I am counting down
From a trillion by tens

Why this burden
Why such misery
Fields of gold
That song by Sting
Sounds good to me

Would like a female friend
Someone to hold

Life a piece of stale bread
Life kind of grows old

Still the variety
Makes it often fun

Try to stay out of
The hot sun

The more I live
The more life
Becomes a movie

Not many relationships

Women don't seem
To be interested

Doesn't matter
If I work out
Or am intelligent

I suppose
I'll always be alone

Oh well
Better this way

I used to think
I could find
A female friend

I don't think
I'll ever find one
And who really cares?

It doesn't matter anymore

Life is such a bore

Spent hours alone
Wandering in a nature park

Wandered around
Then sat on a stump
Until it got dark

And I prayed
For ***** babes
In heaven

Heavenly women
Comfort me
And let me
Suckle at your breast

There are some things
I find ridiculous
And arrogant person

There is
The big know it all
With their doctorate degrees
Piled high

And I think that
Is wonderful
They are so bright
And smarter than me

But if you're so smart
Just keep it to yourself

Just please
Be modest please

And then there are
The busy bodies
Like wind up toys

Wound up like those
Little mechanical drummers

Wind one up
And watch the figurines
Play on their little drums

They march around frantically
And watch them fall over
When they are done

Relax please
Take a deep breath

You know I never
Bought into
A 40 hour work week

I wonder what
People think of me

Well you can call me lazy
Just don't call me dumb

Read and listened to
Many things
And isn't it fun

Saw that Muslim woman
Bow down and pray
Underneath the spring sun

Put my tax refund
To work to start
Saving for the long term

The more I save
And the sooner I start
The easier it is
To build up
My retirement savings

Yes, sounds wonderful
Spend every waking moment
Form age 31 to 65 getting ready
For work
Going to work

Saving up money

I'll pass
There will be no
Retirement savings

I rely on the generosity
Of others

And I only work 1 or 2
Days a week

This is my life
Heh

I think it's kind of stupid
And I think it's kind
Of funny

When I hear people
Bla bla blabbing
About the money

And I'm just
Not that concerned
About the money

I think it is
Awfully foolish
And a bit funny

How people
Of all ages
Can't stop blabbing
About money

The FED can print more and more
But any layman
Can see what's in store

Our currency is debased
I should learn to enjoy canned foods
Maybe I'll have to learn
To enjoy the taste

A 40 hour work week
What a bunch of b*

I sat around the house
And filled my belly full

The less you work
The more these
Money grubbers
Dislike you

I'd rather to other things
Than make money

And I think it's awfully foolish
And I think it is kind of funny
How people keep blabbing
Blabbing about the money

I was born into wealth
A middle class
American family

And Id be content
To live in the park
Lighting incense candles
In the dark

Doing the minimum
And being lazy
That's not
What most people do
And that's not okay
To those who worship money

Well to these judgemental people
I'm here to say
Forget you

It's my life
And I'm going to do
What I want to do

Born into wealth
Yep it's true

I'll let others
Be worried
About the money

I'm here to inherit
My parents' wealth
Relax, And do things
That are good
For my health

So go ahead
And judge me
For not caring
That much
About money

There's no retirement
When there is no career

And all this fuss
About money

I find it quite queer

I can barely support myself
But that's okay

I'll rely on the
Goodwill of others

And put "hard work"
Off another day

Dollar isn't
Worth much anymore

The grid goes down
And life will be
A big chore

What would
You like your last
Experience on earth
To be?

I just want
A female friend
To love
And hug me

People get old
People die

Don't expect me
To sit around and cry

And I won't be at
The funeral

That **** thing
Is a bore

Somewhat of
An obnoxious chore

Life is for the living

So if you are dying

Do what you have to do
Just go ahead
And pass on through

Well, of course everyone
Has a right to express
Themselves however
They want

And these images
May have some
Deep meaning

I just don't like it
Humans without eyes
Or non-human eyes

Or whatever it might be
It is all a bunch
Of *******

If you ask me

Distorting what
Is natural
Altering what is real

I am a lover
Of the light
You know the deal

That doesn't mean
I can't appreciate
Being miserable
Or being sad

It doesn't mean
I can't appreciate
Being depressed
Or mad

These images
May express
How someone feels

It may communicate
A pain that is real

And I of all people
Can understand
Emotional pain

I am miserable
And alone

Sitting at my desk
Writing these poems

I feel that earth
Is just a temporary home

I love the light beings
Don't you see

The ones who
Spread joy
To you and to me

Muhammad, Buddha, Jesus too
Religion can be good for you

Or an agnostic
That is fine too

Just don't let
Your heart
Turn to stone

Do not let darkness
Drag you in

Lovers of the light
They will win
It's being natural you see
Being light
And walking
So happily

Sometimes life
Will make you mad
Other times will make you sad

I'm not that happy
Not at all
But I was sent
To earth

I will stand tall
Not too proud
I'm just me

This is the life cycle
Just let things be

You will decide
In the end
Whether you want
Light or darkness
To be your friend

Blackness and void
I am not afraid of you

You provide the background
And like the stars
I can shine through

I dream of friends
And spending an hour
Or so with someone
Chatting, walking

I see other people
With friends

And look at me
All alone

I have
A few good friends
They do not
Live alone

I dream of friends

The clock slaves
Their lives
Are regimented
By clocks on walls

Oh the misery
Of it all

I saw the most beautiful
Things today

Heavenly smile
Of that Chinese man

And I was so grateful
To be alive today

I saw the black bird
Standing tall

I saw the small turtle
The mystery of it all

Women discussing
Something about
Rich men

I was wondering around
Yes I did it again

And all because

I couldn't give a ****
About clocks on walls

There is no motivation
To work 5 days a week

Why?
When I can work 3

I'll be poor either way

I am not governed
By the same system
That guy is

Besides full time workers
In my profession
Barely make
Anything at all

It's fun
To be poor
Poor in America

Ddsfsdf

I keep seeing
Alot of times

Many times
I have seen

Kurdish soldiers
Dancing in a circle
Singing a song
In 2003

They looked joyful
With their brothers
And even though
I couldn't understand
The language

I enjoyed watching

And then I watched
Many videos
About conflicts
Between Jews
And Palestinians

Man
Has many problems

So many conflicts
This one over land

So childish
The human race

And I'm no expert
On these matters

And I don't like
Taking sides

But it is
The Palestinians land

And an occupying force
Will always have
To rule by force

Suspecting grandmothers
Children

Is it just a crying child?
The IDF forces
Have to suspect everyone

I would like the Jews
To have a homeland
It just should be much smaller

Taking over
The Palestinians land

There will never be peace there
An ongoing war

Very sad

I took a journey

Journeyman pictures

Its amazing
To see what life
Is like

In other countries

Most people just want
To live in peace

Man seems destined
To repeat the same mistakes

And I saw a child soldier
In Monrovia Africa
Fighting with a group of men

And I saw the sunset
On a beach at
The Gaza strip

Beautiful landscapes
And terrible times

How can a place
So beautiful
Be filled with such
Violence and destruction?

Human beings are foolish

Be at peace
Live by the sword
Die by the sword

Live by the gun
Die by the gun

Maybe in my life time
Americans will get a taste
Of what life is like
In these poorer nations

As we become
A poorer nation overall

Troubling times

Not a stable place
This planet

I think of a world
With loving
And caring women

Where the gun
Was never invented

I'm lucky
I'm spoiled
I'm lazy

I don't work much
That's fine by me

I walk around
In a big garden

I'm tired
Of life
It is tiring
The monotony
The boredom

A bunch of desires
A ****** urge
Eat again

Work once in a while

I'm poor
I don't care

Please put money
In my account
I can't afford
These expensive bills

Are we changing
Are we becoming
More loving people?

Some are
But humanity
As a whole
No, we aren't

I just spent $41 dollars
On a custom T shirt

Forty-one dollars
I cannot afford to spend

But you know what?
I really don't care

I have always been poor

Besides
I make twice the minimum wage

Everyone wants
A big award
Don't they?

They want to
Be acknowledged
And told how great
They are

And told about
How much they do
For others

And on and on
And on
Blah blah blah
Blah blah

I need no
Acknowledgement
Or praise
No awards

Just do the job
And get on
With life

And I'm happy
Being lazy
Doing the minimum

No
I haven't made
Anyone "proud"

I haven't received
A distinguished
Service award

And that is cool
If people are awarded

Millions of people
Doing their jobs
What they need to do

And they aren't getting
Any awards

I still don't believe
In the 40 hour work week

I've got the door
To my room blocked

There is no lock
Unfortunately

I will have to remember
To keep it blocked
At night

So that idiot
Does not
Open it slightly

If he does again
He is going to get
A broken arm

Or a smashed face

This is my room

And great
Is my resistance

Alluah Akbar!

I will not work
40 hours a week

I wish this
And I want that

And bla Bla bla
Bla bla bla bla

Well, you're not going
To get it

You should have
Learned by now

I doubt I will
Get a female friend

And I don't much care
You saw me in the gardens
Walking over there

Look at me
Eating a crunchy pear

Try not to laugh
Try not to stare

People do
Terrible things
And everyone is like
"Who cares"

And people say
There is no judgement day
No one
To keep track
Of the times

Japanese soldier
Came to Nanking
And snapped
The old woman's spine

Something to ponder
Please don't spill
Your wine

I've done very little
For other people

I try to be loving
Try to be kind

This is a good way to be
You may find

Isolated
I stood
On the lantern
Of a church steeple

I observed and watched
The people

Lot of hustle
And bustle
Running here
And there

But I just stood
And watched
The fair

No no
There is no
Judgement day
No accounting
For the ages
You may say

Then I don't understand
What we are doing here
So many decisions
And I find it queer

What is man?
Some have asked
It can be
A difficult task

Neither inherently good
Or bad

I sit and cry
I don't know why
I'm all alone
I write these poems

Talking about ***
In a chatroom
Oh what a thrill

A masturbatory explosion
My seed I have spilled!
Oh what a shame
And what a waste
To spill it
All over the place

No female partner
Or family plans
I love myself
I am a man

A man who hardly works
At all
Welcome to my world
Oh what a ball!

Gardens, gardens
In my mind
This is how
I pass the time

Never stop dreaming
About things
You think
Can never come true

One day
They just may
Happen to you

And as I walked
Along that path

A beautiful red head
Smiled at me
With my shades on
I did not
Let her see

So lovely
And so fair

To another world
She took me there

A world with women
Loving and kind

Who hug me
And make me feel fine

But not this time
Not this time

I'm here to complain
Here to whine

I dream of things
That would make me content

They don't come true
I feel like
I am stuck in cement

Just a body
Attached to a brain
All alone
What a shame!

To hear and to see
Perhaps never to
Feel loved

How can this be?

People are distant

Work is boring
Life *****

I walk the gardens
Trying my luck

Hoping to find
A female friend there

Into her loving eyes
I hope to stare

I watched myself
From space

Eating, sleeping
Going through
These motions

This is quite a thing

I may as well be
That guy
Floating in some galaxy

I look up at the stars
Wave to him

He waves to me
We are one in the same

Although we exist
In two different places

Although we occupy
Two different spaces

He wonders what
It would be like
To have a female friend

And so do I

We hope we meet
Our goddess of the galaxy

This poem is for
Every lonely guy
Who works out
Who is kind and caring

And who is ignored
By women

Who interacts
With beautiful
Married women

Who sees women
With boyfriends

And who
Does not
Have a female friend

And who dreams
Of the soft touch
And warm *******
Of a woman

I'm going to do
What I want to do

I can be very selfish

There comes a time
When you are
Supposed to

"Choose a career"

I never saw the point

I do what
Makes me happy

I suppose some people
I know

Will grow
To dislike me
In time

That's okay

I'm just doing
As I please

Time here
Time there

Bank account
Almost zero

But I
Do not care

It's fun
To fail
At most everything

It's fun
To be a financial failure

Fun to fail
At making friends

Dull and miserable
Sitting under a tree

No one cares
And no one
Notices me

I say hello
To the world
And let things be

It's long
And meaningless
No point at all

I stand
Slight of build
About 6 feet tall

Drifting here
Drifting there

Praying and meditating
Who really cares

Jesus was poor
They hated him too

Sitting in the garden
Nothing to do

All I hear
Is talk of "bills"

The absurdity
Of human existence
Oh what a thrill

Call me lazy
I don't even care

That piece of wood
Just sits over there

If I am one day
Kicked out
Of my home

I'll pray to Jesus
Who sits
On his throne

I'm not responsible
I don't even care

Life is mostly
A meaningless joke
It's not even fair

I don't have
Any desires
Or goals

Just to barely
Do anything
And to grow old

So here is to
The emptiness
The meaningless
Of it all

Human life
Bores me
I don't even care

Too many distractions
So there

I went to Huntington Gardens
One place I love

And there I saw
A small white dove

And happy people
Showing each other love

I like being alone
That is my way

Today is just
Another day

And I could care less
If I don't get paid

There are documentaries
And chaturbate cams

Thanks Michelle Lewin
For showing your
Fitness program

On your instagram account

I will try that exercise
To keep
My bottom firm too

A world within a world
The gardens

I could spend hours
Wandering around there

So how could I
Ever be focused

Just too many options

And the money?
Who cares

Hahaha

I don't care
Too much
For this body

Too bad
Stuck with it

I figure I will
Always be alone

Sitting at home
Writing these poems

And my life *****

I suppose it
Could always be worse
And one day it will

Oh the misery
Of human life

I took a b vitamin pill

And I can't afford
To buy gas anymore

I'll walk down
To the gym

My life is a total bore

And I want
A female friend

To show loving care

To give me a hug
And to say "there there"

But she never comes
And people love to lie

I have a small piece
Of the American pie

I'm not complaining
About this miserable earth
It's just another day

For what it's worth

Stop asking
If it was a "nice day"

A day doesn't have
That quality

It's a day

Don't talk to me

Watch the news
Play on your dumb iphone

Figured out how
To use it yet?


Take your pills
Watch your news channel

You are my friend

But ****
You are annoying

I warned her
Told her filing
My taxes online
Cost 50 dollars

And that I would
Be overdrawn
If she didn't transfer
The money

She did not heed
My warning
And my account
Was at -75$

She forgets easily

I'm poor
I enjoy being poor

It's fun

Quiet please

You never worked
A day in your life

Go get a job
Yourself

The nature
Of substitute teaching
Means there are periods
With no jobs

During those periods
The homeowners
Will pay my bills

Great is my resistance
Toward these people

And I will do
As I please

I do not conform
To a five day a week
40 hour plus system

I do not love money

I work three days
A week at most

I don't care
If I never leave home

I clean this house
Everyday

I never understood
Why someone would
Want to work
40 hours a week

What a waste of time

I'm lazy

Three days a week
That is plenty for me

Sure
I'm selfish

I never asked
For this miserable
Existence

Don't expect me
To add to the misery
By becoming
A workaholic
Like you

I'm poor
And I don't care

Do you get it?
I don't care

You are going to pay
My bills
When I can't pay them

Kick me out?
I don't think so

This place would
Be a mess
Without me

My life is my own
I won't work
Five days a week

It will never happen

Don't Look At Me
I don't have the money
And I think
It is more than funny

That I haven't learned
To love the money

I'm paid $128 dollars
A day
And in today's economy

That is barely any pay

So don't look at me
I don't have the money

And yes
I think it's funny

It would only take
About 2 billion dollars
To harden the grid
Of our country

And yet our government
Doesn't seem to care

With an EMP attack
We will be taken back
To the 1800's

I inhabit one place
At one time

But my, oh my
Do I enjoy different
Times
And places

Different names and faces

I imagine a difficult time
May come for this country

What do I have to fear
Why should I be afraid?

No loving female friend

Just my faith
I suppose

It is the loneliness
Of the American Experience

The many hours alone

Sometimes I wish
I could have lived
In a community in Nepal

Where I could have lived
With extended family
All working together

Extended family
In the same community
Where I would see
My friends frequently

Certainly not the case here
I don't have money
To go to bars
To socialize

At least I can have
Friendly conversations
On the internet

To be contiued...

Please World
Don't be mad at me

For being poor
And for only
Wanting to work
Part time

Please world
Don't be mad
At me

I don't want
To be a homeowner

I don't want
To work a 40
And 50 hour
Work week

Please world
Don't be mad
At me

I'm poor
I live at home
Lived here
Since October

Of 1997

Please world
Don't be mad
At me

For enjoying
Poverty
And simplicity

It's 10:34
And life
What a beautiful bore

I am not a productive
Worker

I just got out
Of the shower

Move like a sloth
Dragging my feet

First a grapefruit
Then an orange to eat

And money
So funny

Who really cares?

Love being poor

So be it
So there

Bashing
Smashing

Iphone cameras

Sitting across from me
Recording the Chinese
Flute player
So sneakily

Was an asian man

I hope you keep
That video private
I don't like to be
In anyone's video

It was a powerful moment
And you captured it
On your camera

I think I had
My glasses on

So you could not see
Small tears that flowed
From me

I understand if people
Want to record a ceremony

Next time
I will be more careful

Look around to see
Make sure there is no
Idiot

Filming me!

People who record me without
My permission

That is something
That is difficult
To forgive

Well
It was probably
For his own
Personal enjoyment

I learned a valuable lesson
Not to be in the same area
As the performer

Must hide, hehe

A Rejection
Of American culture

A rejection
Of materialism

And a love
For the
American dollar

Poverty Simplicity
Humility, Meekness
Kindness

It's good
To follow
My own way

I'll do it
Each and every day

Drifting from
Here to there

I'm poor
And who cares?

No goals
Or objectives to reach

Maybe I'll eat
A little peach

Spend time with me
I have
Something to teach

I will not nag
Nor will I preach

Actions speak
Louder than words

Open sky
Look at the birds

Japanese Koi

Black and white
Brown
Orange and white too

Just look what
These Koi
Can do

They are swimming
From here to there

Oh so happily
Please take great care

To notice these
Japanese Koi

Oh Boy

Have you seen
The Koi?

I'm happy
Because I found
A footage site

Where I can see
Different times
And places
Different names and faces

It enables me
To travel across
This beautiful planet

From the comfort
Of my own home

Praise The Lord
Alluah Akbar

God is bigger
Or greater than
Anything I can imagine

And I just saw
An Eastern Orthodox
Congregation

Singing worship songs
In their own tongue

And I began to cry

How wonderful it is
Hehe

And yesterday
I saw Chinese men
Speak in their
Native tongue

Each flashed a grin
Oh what fun
And what a joy

I once drank
Milk with soy
Hehe

Yes, I'm poor
And why does it matter?

Why are we always judged
By the amount
Of money we have?

In this society?

Jesus was poor

And I don't care
If my own parents
Dislike me

Because I'm poor
I'm a good Christian guy
Loving others

And who cares
About politics or money

Is someone
Being mean and rude
Acting like a total ****?

Then simply ignore
Everything they say

It works wonders
Try it today

The silent treatment
Is the way

To take that person
Out of your day

Blah Blah Blah
Blah Blah Blah Blah

Some obnoxious
Individiual that lives here

Said something to me

I had my headphones on

He watches 3.5 hours
Of television
After sitting
For 7 hours
At an office

Incredibly stupid

This is
"His program"

And he is quite proud
Of the dollars
He has made

And quite angry
I think
At his miserable
Existence

Slaves like him
Hate free people
Like me

People that go
Where they please

I run
My own
Life program

I'm not
And I refuse
To be
An office slave

I will live here

The man of Tao
Is not understood

Silence is interpreted
As weakness

Stillness is interpreted
As laziness

This is my life

I'm turning off
The American program

Go away
And stay away

This is matrix Earth

I think
One of the most
Beautiful things

I witness often
Is a mother
And her child

How she looks after
Them so lovingly

Truly amazing

I love caring women

In my dreams
I read poems
With women

They comfort me
And I drink
Nourishing
Breast milk