My Love I Stay

Will, as did the founders, with heart, blood, forgivness, intertwined with logic a matter of principles insurmountable whence equally applied.

Be thought’s emeritus heeding winds of you my America, in your peril and the clarion ring unending,for liberty must rule the day of all, bend it, wiggle if you must, every day sunsets..

As surely as recent history is our job…Bent to violence has previewed our ignorance, whilst leveling the field of play to less than abject idiocy.

We are so above this, I wonder if this is why my ankles are Cold…