A boat adrift, my spirit does lift. A sun's rays on the water, they are the best daughter. I find to be kind; I wish to not rewind. Can I be blind and just be me? I wish to be here, not out at sea. I am the one who wishes not to own a gun. I wish to be in a shell to run the plays of the incarnate one that is not all of you. I know the hate my way. Just stay away and I will too. I do not wish to be you, and you are not me. Be abreast of your own things and keep me out of your sea. I am not chemical like you. I am an energetic being. I wish nothing that you are. I wish to never be in a bar. Do not call me ever. I wish the word to be never. I do not want to be on call. I wish not to catch your ball. A doctor wished to call this proctor today and lie. I now list him as a spy and tell him to stay away on the internet. Alabama is where you will find this man who is so upset Mr. Ulhorn. I will just plan the short outings for the necessities. I wish to live in the essential positivities. Hear me now, and stop all the chatter, if you ever wish to have working bowels and a sound bladder. Your evil has brought about disease and your lies profoundly affect the ecology that is left. I have the science and the art inside and I will now keep it within and only use the least means necessary to communicate. Stop being irate. I need just quiet now to contemplate. Vie 112
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