There is an order
I try to follow
Like to feel rhythm
When I’m in my flow
Everything natural
Comfortable feeling
What it’s all about
Part of my expression
Never boring to me
I make that so
Play games with emotion
Make my own show
People may follow
Try to keep up
I give them credit, but
They don’t have my strut
I don’t shout out
With mockery
It’s my private game
My personal victory
I know, too, that
There are other rhythms
Motion and order
Leaving me behind
I like that situation
And like to dwell
I can catch up
Once I have the touch
I keep it secretive
No one knows
What I’m doing
Or why
It is just life
These things I do
Life competed fairly
Played by the rules
Always be fair
Pump up with kindness
A fool-around; enjoy yourself
Avoid the convoluted mess
Stanksi
January 17, 2020 ^
Steve Haarman 