Don't walk behind me when the life must follow,
I may not give a question of enigmatic response,
I may not inspire the legendary ideas of a young
Man who dreamt he was dramatic, forever and ever.
My life is readier than most to deliver a praised option,
The path is deeper than the fires of a desire and lust;
Don't walk into the fire and leave your remark when action
Awaits as a reality of the higher demands and commands.
I have my philosophy, I have my rights, of continuing us,
So don't walk towards a goal of fetching balls to kick,
Every leaf has a flower, every joy has a contaminant,
What do you praise of me and yourself as well?
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