Sorry if you didn’t see the first four.. One and Three being written between the lines of other postings, and Two and Four were cartoons.
Michigan Dreams
I wake and alight a known process
My routine filled with resolve to do the same.
Freedom..
To think without the burden of imposed meaning
Assumptions of my intent lay barren of the knowing of my cause.
Yet surprisingly..
The oppression of the weak brushed off as an excuse
Used to lay waste to the strong and then equalize, harmonize, penalize.
Control..
The balance of thought as seen through the words
As carried through the air and afar
Becomes the ideal.
Sweet Freedom…
We choose the path, the route, the station
Like the dog who will run fast and hard
toward an agent of danger
Yet forgets the rope around his neck.
That is all. Search for your next clue in a box of Obamio’s Cereal. – JGillman Out.
I broke the rope.
Oh, it’s like a riddle wrapped in an enigma with a secret decoder ring!
–Nick
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