Running from one to the other, they care about you, they planned your emergence, they wanted and wanted ….

Then you. Running again. It’s time to stettle down, because you’re now running, and I don’t mind one bit.

You see, but are filled mostly with yourself: so you perceive simply utter truth, careless to how you related to it.

Oh but to avoid my shame of being lesser, and define myself to all, to my women, my wife and daughters as …. giving.

Oh but that.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s