Some things are
by nature,
most stick to
their ways.
Baboons carry their
dead,
sometimes its for
days.
I've found
peace in solitude,
comfort in a
gun.
Feral cats are
self governing,
they lounge
in the sun.
Holdfast to your
teachings,
cherish tradition.
It's all just an
act,
it's the
human condition.
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 7:41 AM UTC
Some things are
by nature,
most stick to
their ways.
Baboons carry their
dead,
sometimes its for
days.
I've found
peace in solitude,
comfort in a
gun.
Feral cats are
self governing,
they lounge
in the sun.
Holdfast to your
teachings,
cherish tradition.
It's all just an
act,
it's the
human condition.
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