Changes - Poem by Jason Bass
I walked my dog were i spent my time as a boy with my black widow 'what'a toy with such power, Surviving all to seize the hour, A firm reward, a solitary flower, With pinch of time to propagate, Of seed and chance, it must await.A firm reward: a solitary hour, But motionless, evaluate.your power, Of seed and chance, it must a...wait, And not by dreams or wishing fate.But motionless, the soulfull, Completion lies in gutsy power, And not by dreams or wishing fate.Unmindful patience; uncertain date, Completion lies in gutsy power, To cast its genes by seed in shower, Unmindful patience; uncertain date, To dance in wind, from taut and straight.The animal form remains sedate, With pinch of time to propagate, An airy blow do i allow the start where two men enter and only one part.Or do i abide kinetic power not releasing my mouth is sour.Tho shalt not kill we were taught to say, If that is so how our tormenters slay.It is enough that we do well our networks strong we propreate.We smile at all we see so inconsequential are those to torment me, As it is still light, and not yet late, so love all your with and dont hesitate, as when it gets dark and you think its to late, rest assured Im comming Mate!
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