charlax homeless blog

once upon the intergnet of time

I feel a need to explain my infirmities

a man a poet a poor poet a writer

no one seems to have any real feelings

for other people in a public place

rudeness became a crime

people are loud talking even rude

and brash and gay all day

and murder ruled the daytime

only one way to stop the rude and that would be to fight

and end the talkers from the life they ruin it for others

life is almost complete lee worthless

SOCIETY is useless

Society is BLIND

wind at end of time

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