Kicking the Apple Far From the Tree
over and over
why did you leave me?
over and over
over and over
over and over
why did you bang my head against the ground?
was it my head that you were banging
or was it the ghosts you were chasing
your neverending chase of ghosts keeps trying to coincide with my bipolar mind
but i wont let it
i can conquer this and try to restore
oneness and unity
because that's alot of what bipolar is....
its separation
chaos
disorder
don't get me wrong, mother and father
I love you
I understand you
you were simply reflecting the insanity of capitalism
that you tried so hard to fight
and the higher power, whatever you want to call it
love, mercy, justice, truth
the hope of all humanity
is helping me
forgive you and
kick that apple
so damn far from that tree.
Copyright © John Goodman | Year Posted 2014
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