The Folklore Reviels Truth

The riddle of three
With a commity that we
Still have ligitimitely
To form and sit by the sea

As a reason for right
When the season at night
Can be cold but, even if flight
Crossed the ocean for the
Co-operation of sight

To be right

Germanic Tribes
without
Hispanic scribes
to tantalize

All of the wise
to fantasize
and realize

That the path of the sorrow
can still do math for tommorow
when the tax that we borrow
is an elastic for torrow

to be understood as a Torrah
for us tommor'a
for my encore'a

to spell the door ya

need to not confuse the wish
of four years of waters clues with fish
without the news to miss
my fame abused to diss

The problem of age
to seek the bottomless page
and bleak as Autom is rage

is realized as the start of a cage

being opened

because we are trapped each year for
the leaves to be fallen

but summer is almost here
and thats a beach with a plot I'm..


needing to see because I'm trapped at the line

where the 49th parrellel
attaches to time

of the lines

of countries with names

that are now named but confused for the truth

of the 50th parrellel and the upper american
confused for our youth

to not see the clues

of oceans swimming with lemons
which is the sourness of eternaty

if we can't see heaven

and voices let in

by the time chosen to spot

four weeks
and shore peaks
hieghts that have been exposed
but forgot

to have a ownership plot

on many layers of maps
and the confusion of the word city

and populations numbers
undisplaced from the traps

of who gets what

and what hieght we are at connects to our soul
as visual sight if can a valley that has not excepted our fall

to move the wall

of a sister city on a island quite far
but related on a sign called abbotsford
where i live
Which is more or less just a bar

to fuel not war

but something that has hope for tommorow
and the scope of what used to be an island
kiddy corner to the land that is blessed with the coral

as a place for retirment when a life has the time
for the wonder of needing eternal
kids having kids to retire
with education no sqid

I hate how important the truth is
to export confusing us = useless
when the problem enfuses
tricks to cough up more clues cause

Hate till you meet me
exposed as AC and DC
that replaces what we see
and an angel releasing
strange hell increasing

12 billion
tell children
about lifes hard ways

To sell pigeons
real engines
spilled into an award prayed

for by so many

order is still to come from this
33 degrees

the equators average tempature
unmutalated for peace

to be contined

to be continued