Burden of the un compromise
Solutions to structural blandness.
Diffusions make me want to sing--
Out-loud, at the top of the Land--
--Lungs that shy away from me
discussions that bring me
to see a beaten-up past
the way things are the same
Ever since those travelers came
Change the way we change ourselves
Life is a cycle of birth--re-birth--old age--and death
What do I do?
Listen, Live, be, and SEE.
Enrichment in others.
Nonsense, red-tape, horrendous-outrageous:
humans that design one's fate.
But Blues, jazz, Laughter, Rap, Rock, Bluegrass, Opera, Punk-Rock, Metal, and Dub-step
break the chains of nonsense.
Here I am, this is what I do,
Express myself FREELY
And cope in a disparate
world reliant on scarcity
dictated by greed promoted through need
But overthrown through natural Human Integrity and SONG.
By Deborah Godinez 2011 ©
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