every so often
one comes
and doesn’t go
frothing like fire
doldrums
as cream from the slums
where the stars shine higher
with every step lower
into the cave
of reckless ambivalence
So we will save:
With our sense
The actions
As they fly higher
Spreading our wings
With daft desire
So come with me
Walk fast
Because we will not stop
in vain
or for liars
or thieves
Or for
those that
Do not
generate life
Thank You
May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 3:19 PM UTC
every so often
one comes
and doesn’t go
frothing like fire
doldrums
as cream from the slums
where the stars shine higher
with every step lower
into the cave
of reckless ambivalence
So we will save:
With our sense
The actions
As they fly higher
Spreading our wings
With daft desire
So come with me
Walk fast
Because we will not stop
in vain
or for liars
or thieves
Or for
those that
Do not
generate life
Thank You
