I shall leave the noxious parts of my past behind
I do not want to wear a mask
I can't breathe, how will I live?
I am not part of the holocaust, I am not in a gas chamber
I willn’t catch an illness of pigs
I am not wallowing
in my own filth of mind
I'd rather dance
and love and laugh
because I can't save myself from
the words already written
on my foundation
there's no time machine here
I can only go forward
And I shall, happily...
Author notes
(2009-4-28)
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Very good descriptions.
So full of honesty and positive
outlooks, even amid the bad.
It's always better to live each
day to the fullest, instead of
carrying burdens of the world's
diseases, famine, violence, etc.
Moving on happily is the best
thing to do...
beautifully done!
Thanks for entering & best of luck
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This is beautiful. It so reminds me of not worrying about things that were or shall be ... the importance of living now and being happy for what we have. Nice reminder ... sending only 2 clappies because it's all I have for now.
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Wow, you have given us a glimpse of the present in this write.."illness of pigs" thought provoking clever and brilliant write!
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