I’m
not an activist,
Yet
believe in the activity
Of
the worthwhile cause
I’m
not vaudevillian in any way,
Yet
believe men wear masks
When
in need
I’m
not akin to the color green
Yet
love the way the earth can sing
When
sowed with seeds of future’s free
I’m
not an assassin in any way,
Yet
in the desert I’ve whet
SOME
WOULD SAY, my heart does bleed
And, well, tactlessly, I might reply
“Bloody
Obvious…don’t cha think?
And
I’ve walked…
And
I’ve ran…away
As some things, are simply not
meant for view
