Victuals

Victuals Walking through the jungle, your liking or disliking, Does not care greenish, pours for all, Whether you like green or not, it doesn’t care. You are in its capital; eyes should bear the victuals, Publicity does not mind, how you became leader, Your virtues or fall, is not the matter of fallacy to hearer, Preachers know, what are saleable in the day, In night they also, wait for the hay. As swelling River does not care, whatever it comes in its way, If you contact learn to move slowly or heavily, River does not care, you like moving or not, it is feature, Not findings of great teacher, it is absolutely nature. You like or not, who damn cares, in a serpentine way, Many curves are facts, bumping or jumping, you need manage, But listen, opening ear-holes, if you are driving, Your fates run being present. You can think, because you have brain, perceive too, But if children are, they tend to play, You like it not, who cares, all know, children do play. But, you fury at, if big shows the play, Corpse, lie, dead sure no one will care, All leave the way, through though he will not pay, Because taxes are for alive, dead can fly Freedom is not there, where care is. Sleep can testify, freedom for horror. Don’t wish, days and nights are, care for terror, Always tend to sleep, nature does not bias, Remain in the gulley, sun can not burn, The shadow of home shelters, you from turn, Desert know the panic of, merciless uniformity, Poor deer if see mirage, supposes running wakes of water, Dying for desire is rudeness foolish or wise, Better to find solitude, rather than wish to have, Poor creatures are within, boundaries of elements, Ocean, space, sky untouched, earth is warming. Leave the mission of moon easy for mars, You have to deliver, peace for alive. Conference can sell, fresh product of veil. Jokes aren’t real, which was never, have you tried once? Better keep quiet, fetter is far to you, victuals can’t harm. ( All whines are poetics only, not intended to any sect.)