Tolerance

Tolerance

Do u recognise my beat, stain the seat, pink no meat, underground. 

It's a feat, to defeat, with my feet on the ground. 

Souls will meet, melt in heat, bread from wheat, grains in sand. 

Planes in fleet, what a treat, what's a greet, how profound. 

As it lands on land, it sits hand on hand, with a candy can do thoughts tied to tracks with you, tragic point of view, train hits right through you. 

Haptic pain feeds through, nerves of black and blue, tides go in for you, block the sand from view. 

Running round this thing, as this things sticks to you. 

Cunning with the sting, Lord of the wings, angels sing, so do you. 

Pulled to the sea by the moon and waves, wave to the moon as you breathe so brave. 

Write broken staves to mistakenly pave. 

Sink to a cave to be locked in for days. 

In a daze for a week in a damp dark so bleak. 

Too weak for a month you are numb 

Numb the pain, pain so dumb. 

Screams telling you to run. 

I suggest that you run. 

For all has been done. 

Hurting is fun.