The target emerged in irreverent mutiny, botching the arrow pin prick for mere satisfaction. It hints at modesty to be put in a position of dominance. No blood for the wicked ones, no fines for the trespassers. Gleefully exalting the sky cranes, they appear to be flying but only falling from grace. These mentors scorn him, for being truthful in erroneous fashion shows. Bald boys find meaning in a song, for it is the only help in a moment of kindness. They search for the love they couldn’t in society, they lavishly push against a system that has abandoned them. Moves made in treason, it cannot be that much longer, surely the road is leading us someplace.
Contributor- Chris Ballenger