Coming Forth

I do not control the flow

I am organic

like my coming forth

towards a new nation

and perhaps a

progressive truth forced,

I Am too,

and remain,

this transgressional source...

repetitive, delusional, addictive and blind,

a tooth with a worm and a belly full of bursting...

designed.

Experience the change in our lives, it is a thundershower for our souls

Like a Spring Rain,

All Change Comes.

We Keep the Faith that Only Better Comes...

OUR WAY.

What Flows is Alive.

   

Reviews

[Double T]

Both smart and clever. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I hope too my friend.
"We Keep the Faith that Only Better Comes...
OUR WAY.
What Flows is Alive."
I pray the above lines become true. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[wordman]

spiritual rain,clever word,never thought of it that way but you are right,,touching write