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I do Not Want

I Love Cunt

I Love Cunt

Watch It
To do
the same
thing
over
and
over
again.

It is I
who is wrong.

It is I
who is troubled.

It is I
who cannot submit.

I cannot submit
to your ways.

I cannot submit
to the ways of the world.

I live in a world
where I make up
my own rules.

But the world falls apart.

I do not want
to submit

to the ways
of the powers
of the peoples

I want to make
my own ways

but my ways
do not work

I must
I can't
I have to
I do not want to
then I will
get
what
I
always
got.
 
Never submit
Never Surrender
Never Give Up
NEVER STOP!

They will claim
they are stronger
Smarter, richer
better looking
better educated
Than you but

None of that
matters:

Persistance matters
Tenacity matters
Courage matters
HEART matters

If you have
these things
then NOTHING
CAN STOP YOU

And your foes
shall dine chiefly
on your dust
 
They are not foes
they have gone before me
they are the true explorers
I want to be one
but I am not
I want
but I do not
want
to submit
I have to
at some point
it
may
be
my
salvation
 
Can I live free?
Can I be free?
Can I submit to the wind?
Can I submit to the stars?

Can I be a watcher of night?
How do I live free
and be free
when I must
do the same things
each week
each day
each month
each year?
Even my body is not free
it must
do the same
things
each month
that I have no control over
what do I have control over?
Nothing.
I have control over nothing.
I cannot plan
I cannot submit
but I must
I must
or
it
will
kill
me
 
You will do great things
You have done great things
To me
For me
You are great

Even if you
doubt yourself
at times...
I never doubt you
 
I do not doubt
I do not want
want to submit
I do not want
want to submit
I do
not
want
to
submit

How do I be a flower
in a field
full of daisies?
 
No doubt about. We have to collect our poems in one book. Perhaps for the next issue of Ouch! Great Stuff, Love Cunt!!!!!!
 
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