J.W. Frogg (The Mitten)
The Holy Grail
The Holy abstinence
We are all going to places no one wants to admit...
not the Christians, not the Atheists not the Buddhas or the Jews
we all have a seed, a spawn
most of us anyway... after a certain age...
we all have fears,
most of us anyway...
why don’t I want to look back? Why cant I re-conceive?
The bitter mind of the ill-fated is fluent in disaster relief......... (read it again, you’ll get it)
longing for simpler memories
wishing for memories less blemished
no individual is without hope
no individual is without fear.......(corny, I know.... a transgression, I know)
my only hope is in tomorrow...
it won't be in a class warfare or a intellectual rebuttal (obviously) ...
it will be in ignorance, ignorance to the nth degree
I will be almighty, I will be absopure
I am constitutional, fear no fear
look at why this is questionable,
I do too
why am I to hear?
what am I to see?
See Me do...
See Me see...
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