Everything is conditional Everything has strings To be pulled, tunes, and played Everyone needs naptime When they get tired Everyone gets to quit Everyone walks away Without looking back It’s so easy not to care It’s so easy to just shrug There is safety in numbers Comfort in conformity There is safety in numbness Comfort in not caring Not taking the blame Not having fault Not doing anything Is always fair In a world lacking love
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Not by shore, where all directions assail,
Sonnet 221227 Not by shore, where all directions assail, But under vast might of blue rolling hill Come stride and pace; double time without fail To righteousness by the sight and the will. With focus and force the wilds can be tamed, Or saddled to fuel the quest for the fat, We will ride the wave, we cannot be blamed We have all our needs but live by the bat. But if we were to just float so calmly The peace would provide with so many things The fat ones would come to us from the sea Where we sit… Read More »