Fragmented Logic

Fragmented Logic Peace becomes those whose stance is trained as such And those who legitimize fate speak fact Several lethal injections from twelve weapons They target the mind from the heart with shelled lessons I am a bird trapped in the stairwell leading to life I am a train track a fence beyond imprisonment Sip then drink then gulp then talk then sit down Then stand with cup in hand grabbing bottles Thirsty gusts of wind raise only the gray strands of hair Wagging off of a face creased from years of strained eyesight See The Play Before It Happens Then React! Shoot the gap after the snap and Then Wrap Up! gimme grammar gluttons only gobble over faster feet to snatch her I could stumble on her But she walks away when all I wanted to say is Happy Birthday!