In Depth Sound

Michael J. Schaeffer

4/2/2018

In Depth Sound

A Sound that is so In Depth that No One can Hear it. A Sub Sonic Sound with a Message that Modern Intellect is Not Hearing. No Response. Vacant. They Walk all Over It. Naturally. Lost. The Message is as Low as a Dogs Nose and Man is Beyond the Sound or Scent of this Warning. Nature. Beauty. Trust. The Home is Descending and the Dogs are getting ready for the Shock of the Impact that They can Hear from the Sub Sonic Sound. A New Mix and a Extermination. I've Decided to Leave Myself here. I'm Prolonging My Kind and Kindness for Another Day, Time and Place. The Future? Sweet She Is. Sweet She Would Be. Hypothetically Speaking. The Lord would Promise Me, Trust Me and the Lord would Disown Her and say Your Own Your Own. Nature and Beast. The Beast Thinks and Nature Runs from Them. Twisted, Morbid and Corrupt. Life here is No Gift in Anytime or Any Date. Twisted, Morbid and Corrupt. Abandoned and Empty. Tortured, Decisions and Prolonging. The Shocking Impact of just Another Day Here in Free Will...

M.J.S. 

  • Author: MJS (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 4th, 2018 04:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: My Thoughts on having Children in the World Right Now. To have a Child and Trust in People for Common Respect. To Trust in the Lord to Watch Over Her in My Time of Death. And No I Do Not Feel this Way Because Donald Trump is the President.***
  • Category: Children
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