Covering me with simplicity and tell-tale comfortable blankets of tomorrow.
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Black and white checkered flags racing throughout
of time.To race towards finish lines with poems in hand,happily traipsing down unknown paths, made by mejust now.
Men in business suits walking by, full of their own importance.
Walking – carrying briefcases and manilla envelopes full of writing – full of figures meaning something to their own minds – they have yet to talk it over and help someone with money to understand their logic.Without that understanding, no one can pay for their knowledge and time – they might as well be home…
Donating time and energy to good causes gives
All of life’s beauty stands out on faces ofunselfishness.
Life follows lines of access into caverns of deep thought, aligned with many portions and particles of grey matter, untainted by environmental pollution spread by man-made inventions of destruction.
Stored in closets of perturbed ideas, holding on to any that may be used in future signs of pious liberty and major countenances for a few moments of enlightenment, attained by very rare individuals living today on earth.
Chasing notes throughout the night, hitting the darkness with a lightening streak and thunder, waking up the facets sleeping inside.
Harping to destinations in other dimensions off the charts of human conditions.Arranging the beauty of every day timing, collating with sensations of imagination.All in the moment of a morning sunrise.
Riding through all types of weather, always pushing ahead, not wanting to experience trials brought on my other people’s baggage and jealousies.
Being in tune with nature, having faith in tomorrow’s scheme of things to come.Never listening to conversations on this side of life, wishing to always be rid of humanities inconsistencies and barrage of cruelty.