"Feel the rain on your skin . . .
Release your inhibitions"+:
Rebellion's clarion call.
I'm the martian in the Chronicles+,
only I won't fall into [your] heap at the end.
I never was who or what you thought;
and 'if' I wasn't then you've never been.
I tried, many times, to reach you wouldn't have it.
I can only walk away, shaking my head, so sad.
Mixing feel-good and "freedom," denying
truth, not seeking heaven,
utterly self-indulgent, you feel the rain,
. . . the final rain+, & souls falling unto destruction.
--8/13/07
Autobiographical, poetic commentary emphasizing compassion,
ones search for truth &
that which cannot be found except from within…
Consider well the altruism found here (to the great chagrin of 'detractors').
©Copyright 2006-2022 by RK, Planetary Poet Laureate (of the end time)
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Rock Hudson

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