CHAOTIC (metaphysical)

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JOURNAL #28

                                                                                              





wit carved in crudeness

anger jarring up with nails

murky waters withstanding

I would not barter with the scales

justice in its perfection must admit

it needs crime

and crime in its own meanness and

episodic ignorance must refuse it needs time

time that is

to be crafted and planned and none too well

thought out

for we must turn to the fractured minds of the

criminally inclined

to swing back the bat of fault

'tis only the fault of self

truly

society does not create what we have

each of us within our deepest selves

do that solely for our own reasons.

argue what you will

but man

either chooses to tune into

or ignore the despicable

notions he carries deep

within his inner self

the soul

bless its purity

can only in such instances

sit back and watch

as the darkness unfolds

peace for its patience

always comes at a price

June 22,2003(12noon)


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