Friendship is way overrated
And only true blue friendships last
Allegiance is no easy tack
For monohulls fit with one mast
I lost every friend that I had
But still found fair winds at my sails
Accepting loss came with the job
And left happy wakes in my trails
I can think, feel, believe, say whatever I want
I'm not constrained by somethings nefarious
my worlds quite safe enough for such liberty,
as my sickness of the fight 'tis now departed!
I saw peter a few years ago
he'd emailed me a few pics
we were in a disagreement
saw him as a vampire hick
Peter told the clown to cram it
But that is not what good boys say
Bad boys become soul-crushing men
Who keep good consciousness at bay
What turns tellurians to brutes
What makes them go from good to bad
Societies are but the beasts
That drive all inner children mad
Gratitude cannot be forceful
gratitude flows only inward
a gratitude cannot be gifted,
love gratitude as a free bird!
The world's not good but life's sure short
trick 'tis to learn not to be the good sport
The world's too fast but I carry no blame
trick 'tis to see never play culture games
The world is so grand
And life is too short
The trick is to learn
to be a good sport
The world is so big
And life is too fast
The key is to yearn
for goodness to last
Whatever has kept me from ganja,
'tis my thing leading up right now
The only way I'm not doing ganja,
'tis if I'm a boozer loser somehow!
I'll matter when I'm dead,
my life lived as the loony!
I remember oldies saying
follow your own tune, eh!
It turned into a master class
On how to make the most mistakes
Much like the broken record loops
When looking back is no great shakes
But time is kindest to the flops
Who find true grit in epic fails
Much like the dicey drum that beats
When marching leads to happy trails
I got what I intended
I found Buddha truth
I found Buddha wife!
I receive in my belief
as gift being grateful
as in glad to be alive!
