AN'OTHER GREAT MORTALITY PLAY

 
o sometimes it happens, as

some times it

must, that thee gods idols icons of greatArt

seem, as it seems, to be come

witless, unimaginative, bland as

thee dullards of my big'business my capital'gains my

government-in-action, daresay daresay my fellowAmericans

my great believers [of] My Right To Be Left Behind My Right To Be Left Alone

My Right To Be Left For Dead

My Right To Believe That less-than-a'fraction of my

pitiful perception Is All That Is, ( per my greatBelief[s] ), that so so very

much of eXistence just doesnot Xist 'cause this is My Belief My Right



as wit thee Rights of myfather, thee Rites [of] Father,  " I " was put-in-charge

of The Rights/Rites [of] my Father's broken Xistence, &

lo (not 2)behold,  eye seem t'have some'how misplaced Him...he  Was just Here just it seems

a minute ago... ?as I ailed wit him did i fail[ed] to not'ice some thing,some hole (in Xistence) that left

him

slip'way unnoti'ced as i f'ailed noticing wh'ere thFck He mighta went as[did]Death made it's mortal way

between Us..? yesyes i'swear he was h'ere, just here, just-a-minute ago, &

I DoNot Know as-to-what

has now BeCome of Him.......yet, wee w'ill, more-than-less, ProgRess un2an

over-hurried End t'this mix/match botch(of)a missive /



!mercy,oMercy!, myRight to BelieveRight has Blessedly disAppeared... as It

will nolonger be necessary to believe right for left for wrong for

life-or-death, any thing  such  or  other



thee oldman [+ I &'Thou ] are go going gone where-ever

no body needs to know[/b]



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