Scarred in judgment, but I can only laugh Because I know the splendors of my path These eyes of March can see you killer My karma sturdy, brick & mortar pillar Two lifetimes & I'm still thick in the skin Hatch a plan, crawl from beneath sin Crying only softens the blow a small while To all world leaders, smaller than a child Without enemies my heart loves you all Kindness not a weakness so timber falls Desire of my chest burns hotter than hell Pulse & pound caught in passion's spell Forgiveness a gateway to peace on earth Brothers & Sisters with the same worth Every life matters from twilight to dawn Until the last breath of the wind is gone The Punk Poe… Always Be Punk… Always Be Drunk… (On Poetry) |