Reproduction, by Zeek Lyons Subscribe to rss feed for Zeek Lyons

my enhanced agilities, transcends my abilities, to speed up
my process, with less fertility. with no notion of
reproduction, how does my bloodline continue to exist, when
my body modifier continuously  miss,  I take action by
finding new holes to explore,
am I hiding or just looking to score, Im taking a chance on
creating a new man, if I don't get it done will  anyone
understand. will disappointment overshadow my perseverance,
Or will I be yellow flag for multiple pass interference,
either way it all points to an infraction, but the real
choice, and real voice, comes from my reaction.so take this
punishment and lets try it again, and maybe my will power
will force life to began. I cant be broken, I was born in
this world fixed, so please tell me why am I so limp.  why
do I need help to stand tall and straight, why is a heir so
hard to create, why is a mountain so rugged and ruff,and why
is a good plan so tedious and tough.my people need to
continue and it need to come from with in, but first she
must bare a child, in order for the future to begin.  
Posted: 2013-08-08 03:09:20 UTC

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