Mr. Rogers
As I sit on the couch thinking of what makes me relevant
I think back and can’t remember what was the last thing I did excellent
I could take a page out of the worlds book and think of the successes of others
Or I can relay my own success until I expose all of their vexes
Mr. Rogers came to my mind with a spurge of loathing but then I remembered how monumental his memory has come to b...
Monday 27th January 2020 11:31 pm
A New Day
The reasons why one falls
are a wave of self-doubt
inflicted within one’s lord to call.
Apathy to give order to one’s rock
dignifies behind a black mask
and all it takes is one maybe two knocks.
To rid ourselves of one and two
has no righteous relevance
unlike time’s treatment of a Jew.
Many hold the one accountable
as a reaper of their own wine
with...
Thursday 2nd January 2020 1:26 am
Stories
The stories are told in such a fine grit
the echoes of eternity were infinitely lit,
at certain paths there is a crossroad
you look for a crown to which I will righteously bestow.
The clutches of tomorrow were never in dismay
you write your riches to which no one ever flinches,
please say to sorry that I was never there
let us hope that there will be a share.
Go...
Thursday 2nd January 2020 1:24 am
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