Many have been written, I see them all as folly.
I lack the prerequisite to dolly daydream;
No peace lies therein.
Pursue the truth and begin
This is no template for peace,
Give me some grace.
I am but a novice,
I care not, a familiar refrain.
Your childish pleas mean nothing!
I don’t disdain your character or sense of place
But you are one fucked up dude.
I don’t wish to be rude.
Tell me something I don’t know.
You can’t face the truth of yourself.