Rich the Poor Man Who Wondered Of Love and Hate
By VocoKool
This is the under minded tool of the earth that stands between my heart and the goblin that made the king with the small crown pacify his followers to their eventual suicide and through this I can remember the story of Uncle Gaskin’s golden horns and the beat generations voices screaming and howling like horned up dogs in heat where the ocean meets the sky and the sky meets the ocean back through again to the left and to the right we are here for nothing but to fight as we are the everlasting roller coasters of heaven and we begin our search like daises in a forest fire and I know that if the burns hurt us we will stand at square one where the run become not a race to win but rather a race to love. E.J.Karlson December 4th, 2001Follow the means not the structure. If you feel lost then find your path and relate your wisdom to the creation of the poem itself. Make it become yours. Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 06 2002 05:08 PM PST 0 • 9
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"This is the under minded tool of the earth that stands between my heart and the goblin that made the king with the small crown pacify his followers to their eventual suicide and through this I can remember the story of Uncle Gaskin’s golden horns and the beat generations voices screaming and howling like horned up dogs in heat where the ocean meets the sky and the sky meets the ocean back through again to the left and to the right we are here for nothing but to fight as we are the everlasting roller coasters of heaven and we begin our search like daises in a forest fire and I know that if the burns hurt us we will stand at square one where the run become not a race to win but rather a race to love. ..."