Come and help
Oh someone, please-please
someone fun, come release
this poor man, tired, worn
of life-web, so modern.
Ignore the sex, gender
come forward, take me where
I can be naked, bare
of modern life and care
of TV, cinema, and cupcake
I am tired, I am tired.
Recently I thought of
some new ideas
moving out, re-marry
may go to the North Pole
and find me a white bear.
We marry and forget
the cities and highways
we won't kill but to eat
on roadside we won't pee.
Will respect open lands
admire sunset, rise
and if there, can find God
we may seek, discover.
Nature can be mother
our bedroom theatre
up and down and sleep
get hugs, soft, very big.
Somebody…anyone…come please
and help me.
Oh please somebody
I'm tired of cities
I want cave, desert; sea
come take me…for trip.
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