Don't be Gone from tomorrow On
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009

 

Righteous or Wronteous
Soldier of solitude
Solution is Attitude
Risk or Friskness

Nets or Freedom
Chains to breath in
A pole of paletts
Colorful by Malice

Sense of beauty
Senselessly stupid
We breath in deeply
Reap your steep seeds

Leave your laghter
And come back after
Leaps you keep left
By your disaster