24/07/2008
never again to know the touch or smell
forever in the dirt, a world away from hurt
the nothingness expanse
no heaven, no hell
regrets aplenty? for you maybe
fear of the unknown? not me, not i
for when i die, religion man-made will not have tainted
the one, the only TRUE life i haved lived through
suffered, enjoyed
highs, lows
drugs, hos
ok maybe one regret?: breaking my nose
death comes for us all, but hope
take from it the inspiration to live, you'll cope
smoke that weed, pop that pill
don't be slave to the dollar bill
as a celestial body bound to this plain
i can only hope to reform and join the universe once again
universe, star-stuff: father/mother to us all
spare me your holy schtick
i am free in mind, conscience is clear
things i hold dear you will never understand
i am consigned to being a wandering mind, a one-man band
among a bevy of cohorts who see me, but simply don't understand
the purpose of life? up to you
make it up as you go along
do what feels right, brings you and others joy and fulfilment
heed no one's call, follow your own
live, love, fuck, fight
and in the end you'll die:
and everything will be alright.
V.
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