Under the Rock

just might be a lightness in the darkness, if you prefer the light & you got ta’ sift through the ****, you got ta’ embrace it when all else goes the way of the dinosaurs--- this just might be something human something full of errors & just like you, yes, this little trail of breadcrumbs, might lead to your back door & you throw away all that somebody said, all that somebody meant to you, you walk hypocritical & never find a way to forgive a friend because they just didn’t turn out the way you thought when you both began. there’s life under every rock & though it’s a cliché to say you got to be looking underneath it, if you don’t then you got no one to blame but yourself & the most narrow of minds to boot. flush right under now, like water from the stream, flush right under now, like rushing stream out from beneath the manhole cover, flush right under now & let the eyes open wide because you could find so much more than what wanted, in time.