to all who feel like doing truly rude things, letting loose your fury as a variant, shooting some bullets all the imprudent bullies putting yoofs & adults into gloom & pushing them to that very solution will do as ones to get ruined and if you are one of them, hope your funeral would differ from those that are usual it should be full of fun whether or not that is suitable
although it has nothing to do with me, I think those vultures deserve to suffer
the Cardinal in full plumage is a handsome bird both male and female
but the adolescent Cardinal not so much
it looks a splotchy ragged mess its act not yet together
adult plumage will come of course but acts don’t stay together
adulthood isn’t a plateau of competence and handsome looks that last until the breakdowns of old age
every year the grownups molt have to change their feathers rebuilt their looks and means of flight
people are like that too without the features
and more staggered periods of change less assurance that the new attitudes friends and habits will work that they’ll feel comfortable within their skin with or without features we are all subject to the weather poisoning of water the local pecking order
and then death
we all seem to flit around more than is needed we all sing our joys and needs and warnings
we all proclaim our right to be here no matter what our plumage no matter how we sing
In open ended words tis open ended world but silent scaled eyed inaction nor writ response may prove futile on time sensitive stride we fail, we fall we splatter apart and alone succumb so say it sing it and write it be thy thankful for poetry teaching those asleep to wake up to speak with action then strike the brightest star at dart to bull's eye an essay writ conquering far and wide it changes mind then ignites All Hearts Alike aiming ever high changing the world stride by stride ~~~~~~~ By Karijinbba All rights reserved
Experincing defeat makes a poet and poetess open ended wise to travel far
