Clear as Mud

Clear as Mud   1/16/2015

The toothpaste is out of the tube

And the horse is out of the barn

Running all over

And almost impossible to solve.

Intentionally dousing 

Ever glowing spark 

Just to make it stick

And make it hurt.

The goal is death

And the point is dilution

Until its too late

And no one cares at all. 

Evil men

Cause no accidents

And pure hatred is never random

Even when hidden

By misguided fools.

This is what you get

When you doubt

And hesitate

As we have forgotten the truth

All over again. 

A pattern  

Is not a fluke

Because every single action

Cuts the same way.    

Wake up, if you can

And love with all your heart

Preserving what matters most

In your mind

And in your heart. 

Ready yourself

And find your inner iron

Avoiding clay

Wet, muddy, and dumb.