Do not pretend

No matter who it comes fromOr their stature,And those that insult our CountryOr for that matterAny country where they live,By denigrating the FlagOr taking knees like squattersDon’t deserve to be hereBut should go far awayFind a lowly place,As low as they’re, cowardice!Where their Venom they can splatter.

Moody PoetsMakeThey’re rounds,Like a flowerTo be had,Read a poemIf you’re sad,It will makeThe poet, gladAnd you’ve doneA good deed tooEven make youFeel less blue.

While so many blind fools open,Destruction’s Gate!

We love,Something of which,There is never enough.

There can be no separation,Loving souls thru inspirationFind their common destination.

The one and only QueenOf emotional expansionLove,As written passion,In immortal fashion.