Will Always Prevail

Dropped my manners
just to pick up my respect
relying on my etiquette
to carry me across the road
to the other side
Chicken's every where
Chicken's tasting like chicken's
I'm about to start naming names
believe I can thinking
maybe my last poem I'll dedicate
before I predicate
word symphonies
for other poets to orchestrate
releasing my sickness to fail
never before have I felt like this
blind reading
courageously without Braille
happy and content forever
because my love for you

Will Always Prevail - 04/06/04