The criminals face trial,
At times the criminals are not criminals,
They turn into the victims,
The pitiful individuals!
Dr. Aziz in A Passage to India,
Is such an example,
Lord Jim can also be said so,
From the modern world, plenty is available.
Who in fact are victorious eventually?
The ones who try or the victims consequently.
I speak my mind.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I bear you my soul.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I believe that all beings and
life forms are all the same,
and different,
at the same time,
and that we are slowly losing
our connection to this concept
as a species, and it is destroying us.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I believe there is a sanctity
that lies within each individual,
every animal,
every life form.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
Don't like my
style of self-expression?
My authenticity?
My 'attitude'?
My disgust with closed-minded people?
My honesty?
My truth?
It's just plain too bad.
I love yours, and I hope
one day we can meet halfway.
4:20 PM 6/28/2013
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2zIW8qDPhos
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"Was it not I who fought for you, who cast down punishment upon my own brethren in your name...who stood by your side during the first rebellion, and slay my own blood...was it not I who existed only to carry the greatest burden; one hand holding the light and the other bathing in blood. Now this mark of shame I shall bear for eternity...these horns of punishment I once cursed upon the fallen, I now carry."
Sunrise glints across the water
I stand watching my family
Have fun with me the bystander
Just standing as the wannabe
Lush water wafting up to my ankles
Shading darker as deeper
Splashes get to me and trickle
Down my spine invoking shiver
I'm not alone as I sit
Not brave enough for hydrotherapy
On the menacing beach a hypocrit
Since I spoke before ability to see
Carnal footsteps follow me
On the walk back a wimp
With my earnest cold family
Trudging to our inocculate camp