Pariah
Cursed since birth
welcomed nowhere
a wretched soul condemned to roam
weary and restless
a spirit in endless distress
destined never to know a home
carelessly cast into wily winds which
randomly transport abandoned seeds
to neglected fields
whose harvests yield
unsavory and worthless weeds
callously exiled
from indifferent, cruel gardens
whence they came
amazingly still great effort made
in hopes of bearing fruit
though each attempt to blossom in spite
regrettably reaps the same
With nowhere to go
nor the slightest clue how to grow
perpetually lost outside of the flower bed
unwatered without sunlight
even San Pedro would lose this fight
so these whithering sprouts
succumb to harsh droughts
til they are too soon dead.
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Hello world! Meet the Gypsy
It’s on. Let us see what you’ve got.
This is my blog. These are my rules. Let’s get down to the nitty gritty. Let us explore the Truth. But if you are guilty of bullshit, I will smite you might-ily.
Religion is absurd. And I can tell you why. I can break it down for you. Throw me your best curve ball.
Politics is more of a joke than religion. Challenge me, I will show you the light.
Knowledge is useless. Oh, I know what you are thinking, but you know so much, gypsy, how can you say knowledge is useless? Glad you asked. But, before I tell you, I need you to ask, like you really want to know.
I want to dispel myths, delusions, illusions, and forsake allusions, intrusions, and confusions. Will you come play? Give it to me.
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