If i were to die today With my life In such disarray At least now I have If nothing else Lived as long as i have Not sure how Or why Maybe my purpose Will be revealed After ive left This mortal coil Perhaps pigs may fly? In the meantime I shall remain Floating Seemingly aimlessly Like a petal Caught on a wind of chance Always present But never quite here
I remember the deserved reprimand it reminds me of the dearly departed my mother and my dad thus I thankfully treasure the unreachable hand rebuke the unteachable mind.
I look back on what you wrote me 3 years ago often in bittersweet fashion the things you said about "staying open" and it took me that amount of time to get there 3 years it hurt like hell but I did it I hope you are proud I am nothing like I used to be
Explosion in funky beats Dreams in the key of acid The Ascension of Coltrane himself Nothing more Nothing less Bliss in raging fevers The exact color of exquisite Heartbeats in lime and bubbles with a dash of salt Help you remember how it feels to feel
Putin's game Russian roulette Ukraine a "deaf" con alert Vladimir's bullying Jane carnage camouflaged No this is not humane, media rocks Jack in a box history and pedigree chariots of a liar the planet is pire. ENTER THE MIRE.
Inspired by me truths poem Quagmire rising ✌&1❤:)))
And the world looked on remembering tales of death and destruction from parents and grand parents Sacrifices made by so many so we would not suffer "They shall not grow old"
"lease we forget"
One man did
women and children are dying "Age shall not weary them" are we just going to watch "At the going down of the sun, and in the morning"