My Life was Written in my Genes.
So I just have to Live by its Scriptures.
I don't know how I swallowed a Malware.
But I'm still Alive and its somewhere INside here.
IT speaks for the Rivers, the Birds their Feathers,
The Butterflies WOunded. The Lizard that's Buried.
THE STONES that I PLACED at the TREE.
DISAPPEARED. PIled on Wasteful Pizza Boxes.
THrowing Away Plastics til the Press Comes.
Sticking up for Monsters in Machine Guns.
What More can they Do for the FUture but War?
Dream they are Grandfather Geronimo.
Say they are HIm in this Time and Hour.
So I just have to Live by its Scriptures.
I don't know how I swallowed a Malware.
But I'm still Alive and its somewhere INside here.
IT speaks for the Rivers, the Birds their Feathers,
The Butterflies WOunded. The Lizard that's Buried.
THE STONES that I PLACED at the TREE.
DISAPPEARED. PIled on Wasteful Pizza Boxes.
THrowing Away Plastics til the Press Comes.
Sticking up for Monsters in Machine Guns.
What More can they Do for the FUture but War?
Dream they are Grandfather Geronimo.
Say they are HIm in this Time and Hour.
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