Another piece of verse from the abandoned poem project “The Code Of Living” If someone who knows me very well read these verses, they will know why I abandoned it. To all others, I have zero respect to people who act older than they are and don’t respect me at all. If they anger me in disrespect, without hesitation I will slap anyone. As to young ones, I don’t command respect, because most of the new generation that’s out there these days are assholes. But I wrote this as a Code of Living when I know I myself don’t do it, I abandoned the poem.
That’s me.
Fill the heart with thoughts of good,
In two different ways actions one must divide,
Respect elders and those from lessons one learned,
Guidance given to young ones with kindness filled.
Oh’ the candle of light that lit at birth,
Until soul parts the flesh that light will stay lit,
Ah’ make that candle the light to future spread,
Make that candle the little warmth dark matters will feel.
In two different ways actions one must divide,
Respect elders and those from lessons one learned,
Guidance given to young ones with kindness filled.
Oh’ the candle of light that lit at birth,
Until soul parts the flesh that light will stay lit,
Ah’ make that candle the light to future spread,
Make that candle the little warmth dark matters will feel.
