Thursday, November 1, 2012

The scheme of things. (poetry)

why fight what you cant see when the outcome never seems to change much?
When the rights wronged are to be scribed by writers providing enticing details
spelled out in million star galaxies of 90,000 moons and entrails
of rotted Earths Saturns Suns
To say the mother sans sun doesn't matter much to the war at hand says enough
let us confront the full frontal assault on our vaulted ceiling by our minds elevation....
Higher learning seems to be the premise.
let our rules waiver less than banners proclaiming newly opened banking systems wishing to spend your money while contending your every statement that if you asked for it all they wouldn't be jaded, when in fact if you ask for it all, portions get taken. Sleeping giants awaken, PLEASE. our people are forsaken for sure, WE!....
are to be our own cure, or our death.
Hands stay busier than honey bees honeying, just to ensure life stays sweet......... (tbc)