Message from far off
Known to you, with mars
Heed me in the scowl of decency, to come
When seriousness is to be our heart

Ages go by, and a family knows
The **** energies that make us like glue
To stick to each other, or be pulled apart
When all else fails, the honor of knowing your, who

Burden's no one seems to have seen
Clamor and vicinity to a fruiting home
The tell tale wishes of vice, and its vision
To know a bother in the maelstrom, of when we are some

But the tooth we shall know, for ever and ever...?
Like a herald of dismal days, gone to ***
With but an eager kiss, dismay, without though, ruin's never
Given the odor of history, that comes and goes like it ought...