It is my opinion Knowing that I can be wrong Here for discussion A mass psychosis event Or otherwise know as stories A belief in the mirror of reality How do I love? Everyone being a victim And perpetrator For all are deceived Old parables are smart I lay no claim to knowing the foundations … Continue reading A poem for my family
An open bookOr victimIt is the oppressionOne reasons with themselvesTo allow done to another No one can truly understand youThis I knowNot knowing myselfNo cause I could carryCould carry you justly People are significantThat’s my world viewEvery moment one to giveIt’s unjust; our fearUsed to terrorizeIn action IYour passionate victimAddicted to beautyBeseech wisdom(Beyond any mans … Continue reading 2nd Print
Now I seeCensorshipMind controlThought policing I can never go backOwnedAnd containedI want to go back I verify their belief in liesSpeaking truthI create themA tool for domination “It just me against the world”Born to loseIn a rigged gameBleeding for hope…Alone
Crunch! The snowshoes pushed down the frozen layers of snow A traveler marching through an open yard within the forest Towards the humble home Knock knock knock The door opens, standing in the warm threshold of the hearth lit home, an elder man “Hi, long time no see” Hello, said the traveler, I’ve come to … Continue reading Dumb Little Tradition (no edits, super rough draft, it’s pretty bad yall)
Let go of the stone in your handA master won’t hold onFor no grasshopper can takeWhat isn’t thereChirp the melodyOf what, of what, you seekThe night is filled with the soundOf dreams
Do we dance together?Sing together? Is that not cool?Or is it soft? Have you ever seen unity?It is a celebration!
Why is no one manufacturing a traditional vaccine for the —————? (I don’t know much, I don’t know that either, do you?)
That’s what she said... “Good can’t win using evil” “Dorks!” Oldentale Why the battle for our very soul is afoot, said the paladin It is, said the hermit to himself Faith always wins, said the priest Depends on what you believe, said the mage The crowl let out a hootcaw As they took to the … Continue reading Jest writing stuff, blah