Treasure Island

Suzanna Chevalier

(4-18-1966 / Elizabeth, New Jersey)

A H.E.B WOULD NOT SHOOT BACK


A highly evolved being would give its life
if you wanted to kill this being with a gun or a knife.
A highly evolved being would not shoot back
for it knows it’s soul lasts and lasts.
So as you see
on a highly evolved planet
people don’t die from greed.
They don’t die at all
in fact they all have a ball.
Not like on Earth where we are infants still
not like a real infant who is real.
Real before the innocence was lost
lost to the planetary dream which dearly costs.

Written by Suzanna Chevalier on March 7,2012

Submitted: Monday, May 27, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 05, 2013
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