Well…
First of all,
My name is not Brandon.
And those argyle sox,
You said I left the other night…
Aren’t mine!
I may be forgetful…
But no,
I did not leave suspenders
In your bathroom last week!
Yes…
I do wear Old Spice.
But I certainly wouldn’t put it
Under the sofa!
These are just but hints…
That you could not be faithful to me!
Marriage?
You say marriage changes things?
Well,
It appears you have assisted and allowed…
Many of those changes to occur in here,
Already!
To collect in suburbia.Teaching their children,How to hurl indignities and profanities…At those deemed minorities!In some ‘backwater’ communities,This is still today done!But now look at them…The scripture quoting, Bible thumping self righteous.They are tearing each other to shreds.Over values they claim had been God sent.Perhaps they misunderstood God’s intentions.And what God meant…From their interpretations that has…
Your bodyYour…….Your mind, your body?I guess if your mind and body is contaminated,Everything about you is a process…Needing a complete overhaul!Nothing else seems to work!And I see you have already begun,By killing yourselves!With that kind of brilliant programming…What on Earth went wrong?‘Polluticitis’ prehaps?
Tieing folks up in knots.But has to be blocked and stopped!Fall out!Arise from your kingdom wishes.Awaken from your slumberdom.And ‘zippy dee doo dahs’You have found delicious.Blazing ‘bling’ you sought to buy,Has glazed your eyes to hypnotize you asleep.You allowed those creepers upon your peace.To leave you thoughtless…Insecure and weak.Unphased you remain in a daze too…
To discover truth in insanity.Or depth reflecting in clear eyes.An amusement ride is more reliable,And consistent these days…At least dependable from Spring to Fall.Afterall…Isn’t that reality?Seeking that which never changes?Or adapts to the idea of ‘thought’?Why adopt to the notion of progess?Many don’t!And it shows each time conceptsOf standards, traditions and values are exposed.Accidentally brought…
Let others masquerade,With those of false charades.Those images they have adopted,Will be dropped.Leaving them to discover,Even they do not know who they are.They have lost their own identities,In pretentionsThat do not nourish, flourish or feed!If you know who it is you are…Be encouraged!You are among the few!
Eventually you will accept the facts,As they are.With beliefs you have chosen to keep…Broken into pieces,Like a jackhammer does to concrete.Believe in what you choose!No one disputes those thoughts coming from you.Although delusions and fantasies kept today…Can be likened to a pair of tight shoes worn.They may look good on one’s feet.However…The bleeding created and…
