what a new year

What new year? What space we live in? Were am I? central new york is but a funny sound this text is repetative numbers and art why do we live in repatition of words why can't we find something new to say is there any thing different today? people live and die lets get our issues to the side teach a new language please. lets take example of the baby's babble lets get out of this system these countries these states these leaders who we think are greats lead yourself lead your children they will learn and run themselfs without fear of our children hurt in any way they do not deserve I am tired, and sick but my name is still Nick call me what you will its the same body and mind it still gives me chills when you speek of your mind It's in no relation to what our would should be we all shit and pee why do we cover our boundries with it? cant we flush it with the rest of our ways? no... we are here to stay untill some desiding factore lays us in our graves of gravil and ash it's unfortunate I guess but at least some one will make the right decision.