Do not tire me
By misreckoning my thoughts
Do not dishonor me
To think free
Unlike you
I fill myself
With flowing goodness
But
You are incapable of grasping it
So
Do not turn me into a goner
By the dark clouds of ignorance that
dwell inside you
Do not despise me
For being a sui generis
If you can’t fathom my benevolence
You are naïve
May 28, 2021
May 28, 2021 at 2:15 PM UTC
Do not tire me
By misreckoning my thoughts
Do not dishonor me
To think free
Unlike you
I fill myself
With flowing goodness
But
You are incapable of grasping it
So
Do not turn me into a goner
By the dark clouds of ignorance that
dwell inside you
Do not despise me
For being a sui generis
If you can’t fathom my benevolence
You are naïve
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