The Sting Of Bee Or A Dog’s Ticks And Fleas

Why must I chase the cat?   Passion denied conceded pride starting all over again tell the lie give it try its do or die so let the games begin. She's fearlessly loyal gleefully unsoiled no need to boil you will shout if the truth comes out she'll run no doubt. You inconsiderate pain slightly…Read more The Sting Of Bee Or A Dog’s Ticks And Fleas

The Dawn Of Discord We Can Ill Afford

  The dawn of discord this disapproving dispute now convolute Deafening death-rattles before pending battles hateful chatter does it matter don't make me shoot Diverted attention its intervention was the mission the alienation that altercation condemning cooperation. The eloquence in their epic embellishments the lack of due diligence shows your irrelevance. Fools in a full…Read more The Dawn Of Discord We Can Ill Afford

Destiny? Don’t Rest Until It Comes To Thee

Destiny? forgive me for this douse of reality fools boast from each voice there's a choice. Left or right, run or fight, dig in or give in ignorance unrestrained destiny not ordained. Some will start on the mountaintop with a view end up at its base on their face lacking a shoe Others start stuck…Read more Destiny? Don’t Rest Until It Comes To Thee

Evening New Cycle Hand Fed Decilpes

On the news of blues, the talking heads are all the same their audible admonishment is clear, their weapon is fear. Sounding alarm always expect a call for all hands on deck oh! fork tongue of the snake is wet, lies come with no regret. Yes it is blown all out of proportion to elevate…Read more Evening New Cycle Hand Fed Decilpes