As slippery slopes
Life would grind to an end
Sarcasm fully intended
Fragile and vulnerable
With intents and purposes indomitable.
My life is a mixture of dark humor and melancholy
Bright life is lively, sweet, and jolly
But mine is a gloomy, vile plot exactly the opposite of jolly
The great fall was my birthday
Not filling mind
With fire to be kindled
Shenanigans of a holiday
To add some fun
Tromp and run
With my hurrying feet
Breathless fell on my feet
Carte Blanche brain with swimming tumors
I was swept off my feet a freak
For her glory and dazzle
Here I explain
Mum frequently pulled up to my feet during the interminable pain
But I hit an iron table and a terracotta figurine fell on my brain and knee surgery site
A warrior is born to battle and fight
Right knee swelled
Thou knowest all my heart an' mind, Thou knowest, Lord, I fell.
Hurting toes
Black and blue right big toe
Hurting elbow
Mo is slow
My sprint was life going too slow
Engulfed in pain limping had
A hot water bath mum stood as I bathed in bleb of shampoo
There was a second severe fall too
On new year's eve I fell
But this I know full well
Gave a horrible dying yell
Mum came to rescue
She's clever and sensitive I tell you
Again hit the knee but the forehead
As she from behind my arms and neck held.
The path to peace is vast and wide
Reflecting the grand design
The warrior is the throne of the divine and always serves a greater purpose
World is a circus
Marks out a warrior that knowledge -
Courage and will power are not the same
The world is not for hara kiri
Let's be cheery
Desire distribute love
Don't mourn out the window to the stars high above,
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