And you believe I should probe,
Until you find that act safe.
And you have determined…
It’s okay to share!
Remember this…
I am not an archaeologist.
Nor am I into mysteries of adventure.
Not needlessly.
I am not the one who excites,
In shared relationships filled with drama…
Secrets of intrigue,
Or buried treasure to discover.
Oh no.
I’ve already done the map routine…
With other associations!
If you have something you wish to tell me…
Don’t play games.
I am not in this for the chase!
And what they’ve got!‘Hmmm, okay.’Where they travel, who their friends are,And some entertain in fancy suits…With cravats.‘Continue…I’m in the passenger seat.’And how better off they are…Than those who have not!‘You see…Right there?That’s a no no! ‘But,Why are their beliefs,Crumbling like dried leaves.And ‘if’ they are so smart…Why are their lives falling apart?‘Man…Enjoy them fools like…
Curious.What did you do to yourself,That makes you appear this cool.You’ve gotten too cool.And you’ve got me,Quite curious.Whatchu do to yo’ self,That makes you appear this cool.Did you get yourself another new pet?Has someone come back confessing regret?Did you win the last minute of a bet?And this has lifted,Up your chest!You’ve gotten too cool.And you’ve…
How God has selected you to be?How is that taught?How can a life lived be explained?As if that life…Is from a lectern to lectured.And regurgitated from notes.As if life itself is rote!Some knew who they were,With positive identities.Knowing from birth exactly who…And what they wanted to be.Studying is great to hone a skill!And if that…
By all that has happened.And we will stop and congratulate,Everyone for participating…For letting us have our way!We will wear buttons and pins,In support of the huge deficit…All of us helped to find ourselves in!As you and I declare…We wish to bring an end,To those offended…By every tragedy began,We inflicted with intention.And opening doors for more…
An economy based upon temptation,And lust that feeds unending greed?A welcomed bail out will diminish,Credit condoned on loans alone…And this is going to be a return to prosperity?What nursery rhyme is this…Wished upon unconscious minds,To absorb and believe?Wasn’t it Humpty Dumpty who sat on a wall…Falling off to crack?Did he not break up into pieces…Never…
From the beginning!It becomes difficult to use that as a weapon,To threaten to keep it denied.Especially if one never knew,What it was that was being kept away.If one has never had what it was to miss…What good are those threats?And what is one expecting in return,For making them?And which one is left to experience regret?
