No lies detected
No lines deflected
No files protected
No failures projected

An optimist outlook
Point power presents
Till reps of the rulebook
Demand recompense

A rosebud stands rigid
Bedazzled by dew
The morning is frigid
But the Sun shines anew

Surrounding the flower
The rabbits all dance
Enjoying Earth's bounty
Of blossoms and plants

What you do is what you know.

What you know is what you've seen.

What you've seen is not your fault.

So do your best; make cycles halt.

Other people deserve help.
This is because they are human.

The writer is also human,
But the implication is hard to accept.

Hope is dead
but head is dope

Hope I'm ready
tying rope

Universal
crying trope

Only worsens
trying to cope

These words are meaningless
It occurs to me this ****
Has never meant a thing
To anyone with wit

This constant flatulence
An endless pattern since
Who the **** knows when
Cues my **** again

My art is all a farce
A heart dissolved in parts
Some rotten, putrid flesh
Forgotten, stupid, vexed

I wish I wasn't born
But quickly just adjourned
Verbosity's a curse
Whose rot gets only worse

All machines are mechanical,
But I'm not a machine.

Socrates is mortal,
But he's not so smart anyway.

Mortality is universal,
And the universe is me.

The Pen is mightier than the Sword?
The King of Hearts would have a word.

For what could be a mightier *****,
Much sharper than the stone and stick?

when he came to me
I couldn't see what he saw
I hope it's enough

To me it seems the more you know
The less you think you know.
So if you wonder "Do I know,"
The answer's always "No."

The Past and the Present,
Though neither are pleasant,
Both make me the person
That I am today

The Future that comes,
As the clock blindly runs,
Must be held by the reigns
So it won't run away

I brave the crowd
It's loud and raucous
Inhale their cloud
Absorb their talking

The songbirds sing
The air is still
The leaves are green
Unlike my will

The trees and songbirds
Pay no mind
No need to worry
But lots to find

I recognize my ignorance,
Which means that I don't know.
But I also keep up vigilance
When knowledge is bestowed.

It may be an annoyance,
To learn what was unknown,
But also should be joyous
To see how much you've grown.

There once was a ****** from France
Who lived with his brain in a trance
  They called him insane,
  So he climbed up a crane
And they sadly unbalanced his stance

An inspiration comes and goes
As in the dark a river flows
Beneath the surface pressure grows

I clueless by the geyser stand
Just staring with my stick in hand
At undisturbed and barren land

Eruption happens suddenly
The roaring deluge breaking free
And soaking both my staff and me

I plunge my rod into the ground
Absorbing from the pool around
That felt so deep I could have drowned

Into the mud thin roots are weaved
And now my sprig is sprouting leaves!
Surprising height its crown achieves

As high above the branches swayed
I've grown relaxed and unafraid
I'm simply sitting in the shade

I guess it's just logical
Return of the Prodigal
Who traded their pants
For a pair half the size

It's good if you're able
To get yourself stable
With your life in your hands
Not in prejudiced eyes

I hope so.
I don't think so.

I wish for it.
I don't expect it.

I want it.
I'll never have it.

I work for it.
I won't achieve it.

The party's always over there is nothing more foreign or should I say ingenious say what would Judas priest of On my luck of the Irish coffee in the morning after the rain of terror eyes are up here you go, sir ten death and despair of pants the deer for water keyed entry way to go home is where the heart of the matter.