Don’t look at me with eyes of disappointment.

Don’t give me those sad looks of disappointment.
I don’t care what you see.I’m breaking down walls.
I’m not afraid.
Like you, a robot.
Walking the walk of a machine.All you got is death to wish for.
For your simple dreams and goals will break your heart.I will laugh.
I did not believe in the rules of the government.
I saw the signs of failure.
I question the policies and rules.
Give me the morning sunrise.
Time to dance and sing.
Allow the powerful ocean to wash away the dirty rules.
Give me time to find calm and friendship.
I don’t want your dirty dreams.
I don’t want to hear your lies.
There are too many people already waiting for death.
I want life.
I want to swim in the big ocean storms.
Free climb to high peaks and give thanks to Nature.
I want to feel every pleasure that can be felt.
Give me sweet wine and good beer.
Sweet women to dance with and find laughter.
Give me time to appreciate Nature.
I won’t allow you to punish me for seeking a different way then you.
I will watch your sad faces.
As I run down the empty beaches.
Looking for peace and calm in this world.
Eating life-like a hungry child.
Life is to be lived.
Not hide behind rules and laws that will blind you from the beauty
of a new day.
Run with the wind. Dance with the sea. Celebrate every second of life.
Coyote
1978/2010
Allow the powerful ocean to wash away the dirty rules.
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The ocean is a good place to clean the mind of trash. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Thanks John. Life is meant to live, not be just another robot from the assembly line.
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I wish the kids understood. When you lose dreams and the want to be free. We are no-one. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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So true. So very very true.
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Thank you Juliette for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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Wise words. Liked this very much John.
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Thank you Karin. Last freedom lost is dreams and hope. We must hold on to dreams and hope or be lost forever.
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Outstanding!
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Old poetry. I was a Lion in 1980. Today I’m a fat kitten. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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