Create or Imagine or Draw

Create or Imagine or Draw

Create or Imagine or Draw
Nothing I create or imagine or draw
Will ever come off without a flaw
For somebody else will surpass
They’ll either be classy or crass
Since both styles have thier appeal
It’s no wonder the liquor…it heals!
They want a wide audience bad
To follow them ’round as a lad
If I represent a political position
It may result with indecision
Since I neither want to piss on the pee-ons
Nor do I want to brown-nose to be one
Instead I’ve chosen the road less travled
Independently walking as life unravels
Just losing things along the way
And emptying out day after day
I’m accepting what comes, Come what may
I do what I want and I play
Do what you want, not as I say
Forget bed or cot, I’ll take hay
I’m supposing the roses are clothes
And I bathe in their fragrance that grows
Since they grew so to stick & it got awfully thick
I cut off thier thorns in the process reborn
Everything I create or imagine or draw
Are results of what I ate, grabbed, or clawed
Some of which I properly digested or scratched
But the rest, I threw up and now it can hatch
There it is! Off the wall and climbing it!
The summit was steep and the divide was deep
It’s no wonder how I get to sleep!
Dreams come true! (and off she flew…)

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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