I was youthful and dull Like an empty vessel. I was youthful and bright Like a blinding light Truely.
I was young and arrogant, ignorant of my arrogance But with good heart and intent. Unrepentant in my venting.Unrepenting and blinded by my own light. Now
Know what I know Inner direction. Instinct weaned of pain and experience. Still as a cadaver breathless almost.As the wild world turns. I read the writing on the four walls..the room spins slowly.. Graffiti ? The odds on the outcome are in my grasp each step a casual stroll on burning embers. The smell of my own burning flesh will help me to remember the tally. Wisdom for it's own sake.
Ignorance is no excuse so Turn slowly Burn brightly Eternity waits eternally.