A callus forms as we conform
to ordinary ventures
Ordinary in the sense
they're popular adventures
some unabating liberties
given to sociopaths
and vultures breaking cultures
in such quantities so vast
It's fast.
With circumstances long and unforgotten
resulting in a bitter world that seems so spoiled and rotten
For all I know this poetry
is all the truth you know
I can't just wait around for change
My fears will start to show
And grow
turn dreams to something notable and fine
inspire other souls to live and learn
and make their worlds divine
I rhyme
to make it all enjoyable to read
It's just my way to make my day
and water all creative seeds.
Love, Bot.
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