The Lyrical Conveyance Of The Imagery Spiraling Sun Of Chaotic Profusion In New Beginnings. Giving Vision To Ever Seek The Light. Manifesting The Rising Balance On The Illuminating Rays Of Growth. All In A Dream In A Sun Mingled River To Bless My Light And Break Through The Dark Giving Truth Of My Spirit's Presence In The Afterglow To Keep Moving On And Give And Embrace Life Moving Along Like A River Song With Its Voices Together From Each Drop Of Light Cresting Inward; Hear The Songs.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Bad Behavior a Poem by Jeremy Matthews
Ill-mannered pestilent rogues bear not the wits of bound glory. False pride manages their station protecting only themselves. Alas the counterfeit mocks the truth by cutting off mutual communication perpetuating self-denial in their manipulation only pride without honor only falls short to live is to die for a noble cause to fear thyself or what happens to thyself is to give up honor and bear the appurtenance of a man of rank in obsequious delusion to get them to marching across the canyon before the bridge was built not bound by any cause higher than themselves. Squeamish goes their presence in a cockney's battle with their own wits.
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