Nov 10, 2005 02:39
Crash. Slam.
Collide.
But more than anything, don't.
Stop and don't move unless karma commands.
What are values but stop signs that the
human race ignores. The California rollby.
Yield, I thought the sign said
To stop instead would be too much trouble.
And the loveable gas pedal is a little too impatient.
So give a medal to the kid who knows
How to drive because I've become a little too complacent
to complain.
For shame on those that stand idly by while
The cars of immorality drive right by. They
Don't hail them to stop because they'd
Rather be on the sidelines then on the
Top of the world. Boys and girls, I implore
You to think before you act but only
If you must. Lust, though temporary, has
Dire, unwanted results and the lack of
Only suggests to carry on would be just fine.
Unfortunate.
Crash, slam, collide.
But more importantly, survive.
Yeah, that's a poem, by the by. I just got back from the house. It's going to be interesting. Hard to imagine me living NOT with my family. It's really strange. Anyway, I'm exhausted. I love you all and good night.