Being
Keep your gods away from meLet me be myself
I really have no interest
To sit upon some shelf.
As far as I can see
Most gods stir up wars
I wash my hands of all of them
Without a fingered pause.
Do not try to indoctrinate me
I've been healthy for so long
Being myself so happily
Has caused this soaring song...
No god creates my pleasure
I am responsive to my world
Responsible and able
To hold each moment that unfurls.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2009-08-15 at 08:26
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