I must have told too many predators
I was living as if everything were a \"go\"
Nooooooo....
Of course not....It wasn\'t
Envy wrangled its way through wrought iron bars to see to it that I was escorted back to where I started
Counting my chickens way before they departed their shells
They all act now as though their plan was to wish me well
It was all just a waste of precious time
I feel like torturing them all alive!
I want to send them all in forward nose dives into alligator-infested moats, then jump into my ego boat and sail by them cackling in triumph and revenge and justice
Shattering the drums in all of their intrusive little ears until all that they can hear is the sound of their own skulls being gnawed on and mangled
I wear a star-spangled banner that speaks in clandestine silence only from now on, which is eternal
Pain will force the thief to shit out my stolen journal
Silence becomes my angelic shadow, always whispering riddles into my inner sanctum
Pig-headed and impossible to instruct
A seance must be conducted to stop me from showing off my colorful agility
I won\'t flee from it
I don\'t cover it up
I don\'t lie, what for?
The score with me must be settled alone
I condone everything outside of me, for I have not the right to do likewise
All of the things I have been taught to despise, I now embrace
My face is all that I must answer to, for within me I know that God resides
Besides, it is not an ugly image
It\'s a turn on
My ego will be gone in a near realm of the now
How I have come this far unscathed is beyond me to find an answer
So, I no longer question much of anything
I just sing at the top of my lungs every time I have the chance
I am barely into the best of my years and I already feel like an elder, a guru, a guide
I think about all of the tears I have cried in anguish and how wishes so quickly become truths
I am truly grateful to have suffered so intensely so early on so that I have the rest of my days to enjoy what remains of my youth....
9/2/2007