Good Morning

My Mind Often ponders About odd things, As I watch the sun rise In the sky each engaging new day. Soil is the beginning of all and the end. Religion is the salve for the truth of mortality. Elitism is a trick to prop the cowardly academic. Bad memories are the weeds of the mind. Laughter is the reaper of depression. Abuse is the killer of the soul. Love is the tariff of the spirit. Hate binds the senses. Wisdom is liberty. Escape can Provide Ways To Cope. One Must Return To reality. The Sun will rise. Suspects will be rounded up. Pains will be inflicted and endured. Judges will be made ready for prosecution. The white male will be blamed for all things evil. Presumed guilty souls will be blessed and forgiven. Dramatic rescues will be attempted and failed. Hand written requests may not be delivered. Speakers will ask for our support. Feelings will be hurt. The Sun will set. The old world Continues To whirl The red Dot.