Wednesday, October 14, 2009

I will not push I will not fuss

they want me so badly let them kill me themselves

otherwise I will slip my bonds

and disappear between the whispers and murmurs

of the ruthlessly earth-bound

who will die of their hungers in a final death

the Lord did not intend for them

and flee with my life toward the Light

Content (c) 2008-2009 Philip Milito.

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