as does the day... noonday
provides us with warmth,
midnight with cold... we
stalk each other like wild
animals hoping to mate
whether more than once
is irrelevant... our blood
flows whether we do or not
and eyes give us a chance
to see what we missed which
never happens... we hear
the enemy in our backyard
and prepare for battle without
any knowledge of our foe
but expect victory since we
live atop a mountain... and the
the only road up to the top
is lined with pitfalls, not of our
own making... we peer over
the side once in a while to see
how everyone else lives but
have no desire to engage in banter
or mindless conversation... the
path to glory is our isolation and
that we are higher and closer to
our goals than anyone else... we
are mimicked by those who don
t understand and hated by those
who do... we are the only hope
and future for our poor country.
19 June 2022
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