Make bold statements into the face of life
in spite of life
in the light of the darkened dawn
that creeps through
the exhaustion of deprivation and delirium
and when you are low man on the totem pole
staring into contentious faces
frustrated with egotistical redundancy
scream your confident screams
kick over the bullshit
smiling through all its adversity
and be proud of that confidence…

haters will always hate,
but that don’t mean you shouldn’t always love

af

(written with pen on paper)