Blessed Injury
Time has come and truth is seen
Fucked and whored since but a tween
Man wants no part as he’s seen shit
Of different sort and wants none of it
Painful hell, elapsed benefit in disguise
Best of best seen lesser in counter eyes
Bullshit system, manipulation run amuck
For the longest time, lamented being stuck
Or so it seemed, married not nor never hence
Forth…for known is truth, that it makes no sense
But for feminine gain, “independent” ones
To live off sweat of what others have done
Stretches, yawns, greats daylight arrival
Life is grandest when not fought for daily survival
Hitchhiker 