To be introverting the selfish momentums
In attack
And constant danger of abduction
Out in a far off reach of submissive
Gesture to share
And find when to get it


Learning styles I admired

Why?

Knowing nothing will change
That the hidden war of America is hidden in the repressive processing of neglected rage
Having turned through those troubles long ago
To reach ink

Zen

Questions of the outsider you left behind
That you is only a suggestion
Without more distractions
When and outliers chance is whispered
Why where you not gone then
To lead, or fall further behind?
May it be that the ebb and flow of the cause still may find a reason the use your contribution

Long live Ireland

What was not revolutionary about the single life you lived was the revolution which took you into its palm guarding it's gold