Time Keeper Poem by Louis Borgo

I understand all perpetration seems to be a distraction seems

To hold the galaxy like a black hold to a gamble

Words that meet to be re sight is like a cannon with out fire let it ignite

And for ever night that re sight for light light conversation

Night when sleep was not a resort but a comp ermines

Like a motion to order seem and opportunity pose oppression

I'm not the last the notice violence upto the knees of vengeance

I guess it is the way of the word who am I to speak about

I guess time run low on every one time belt

But like a car to motion let me get over the hurdle

Suggestion in the world it most more going on in the world

So why be silent

Death is going come with or with out our

Conceit walls to pavement oxygen left to half of lung

but I'm still breathing for what reason is renounce

Dark past worst then cancer stick appease the smell like hawk to vomit

And the smoke and whistle letting one know

That the hurt behind the pain is more then words

Words left to a note to a tree with symbolic letters carve to a tree.