Hello from the mountain top

In awe of the view my heart jus stopped

That’s a beautiful death

Breathless by views

Perplexed and skewed

Tyrants in pews

Left my skin bruised

Heart half chewed

Is he marked

Escorts light to dark scenes

Current arks contained sparks

Selecting words is an art

Of initiating thought

Ponder with me


Most of what we were taught

Is half Fiction

If there is rich

How could someone

Not have a pot to piss in

If we all possess different abilities

How could you be the same as me

Is that not the essences of difference

Or how do you own infinity

And still want more

Sounds lyke a want whore

Needs and Wants

which do you pursue???


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