Dedicated to the DT East side
everything is meaningless
I have come to realize
too late.
An abundance of yearning
dying for.
I have come to learn
that people fear hate what they don’t understand.
I have come to understand
that they don’t care to understand.
Prisoners of Self.
One once said,
“The edge…there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over”
I am witness,
it’s were freedom reigns.
