a sudtle lament about my surroundings, the potential of their conditions
Of course we have our own land to defend.
and then we can "zen" on zen or whatever
philosophical remedies for fallen civilizations,
we may have desired to comprehend.
Eunuchs and castrations? Encampments?
Weary of my latin comprehension.
Rarely acknowledging the status of
urban detention, or practicing fencing.
Traditionally missing the ingredients
Necessary in the recipe for freedom.
Just cooking the status of African self reliance.
Disappearing within murky conditions...
An education wouldn't guarantee
anything more than a vow of poverty.
Cheers to sadomasochist operating freely
within radius already quarantined for Genesis and pseudo...