A maze to have been once by navigated others
Druthers brothers mothers and unknowns bones
Alive and gone , memories that in me do filter
Do fine , find me, often so bind rind ride me to
Total haze to my eyes other senses gaze that so
Reflection that glare that hard to me often focus
I am on the go on my ‘ find out ‘ route rooted
In depths I have skirted somehow on purpose
By as afraid of some contacts am I, hard to D
As in cipher saffron silk satin shrimp and shark
Pray to prey to be allowed to eat others to not
Feel guilty or pad for pillaging soo Nature and
Sleeping so in comfort on pillow as sift soft willow
I have been born to a privilege I never had to think
Much of, and yet these days it haunts me so dastardly
So bastard no nastard- not a word - yet rhymes so
So I let it GO as I have let so many things before.
GO, on its way, on its selfish, monetary wrong way
SO : NOW all of “ we “ except 200 families greedies
The rest of us to pay for all mankind’s sins and spins
And bats of oars and fins, as everything caught us now
UP, the piper here ever ready and demanding the buck
The four bits, the folate’s, dinero, mullah, argent Quinta la!
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