Pictured The Lasts

Standing today I met a very kind person in stay,

referred in Conversation to times of my youth,

a Mountain Contain of Bighorn Sheep on the Steeps of Roseburgs Keep.

A sort of Traveler in the World not to different than I,

tough times read upon their face,

a body tired not disgraced,

just Facing this Nation day by Day.

The interesting aspect of meeting any One in Humanity,

the greetings that so many pass - over to or as much work,

I say that there will be moments that Society seeks and reality weeks,

to the minutes that have lost in no notice of the Human Being.

Alive and speaking I always attempt to communicate,

the attraction of such comes from touching the need to see how it's slipping,

the hurry of the World in the pressure of this washing machine,

has put forth such a loss and the language comes to costing.

In abbreviated to non-existent the texting has taken the loft,

a civilized tongue is not being sung in the mass of traditions lost,

language not being taught will destroy the worth of the word itself,

leaving many definitions to interpret happenings in Presence of done.

The brothing of this has teamed the Versing to define rehearsing,

loosing the value of the expression itself,

basing now many defines to a singular calculative,

removing even further ability to the movement of the express.

To absorb such a constant in lack of writing or documenting,

the burb empties to the translation of the most convenient take-overs,

to produce better hands in slamming brands,

be it a new creed to influence the Minds to falling for missing.

Wealth of Thought the Laws of Rote a Verbal tone reduces it to the bones,

raising only in threads of known at rates of shown,

virtual in the global Universe as a Cosmic Comb.

In an odd free speech in the regards to importance,

pushing People to constantly move their physical locale,

by walking the clicks of a prison yards sidewalks,

treading life with no available rest,

proportions these saids to the recognition of the fact,

being walked to Death in the and on the Faces of what is Left. 

PLU!!