I won’t buy shit I don’t need.
I won’t sell worthless materials.
I won’t attempt to acquire possession,
save foil distraught people.
I won’t sellout my “loved ones”.
I won’t assume the intent of the dead.
I won’t speak implementing conjecture;
spinning cobwebs in your head.
I won’t suddenly change on point;
giving up my morals and ethos.
I won’t stare you in the face,
passing along “truths”- steeped in apocryphal.
I won’t because I can’t;
my spine remains intact.
My brains still function proper,
processing small things, this and that.
My train is still on the tracks,
just coming out of the station.
Presently I sit in thought,
pondering every situation.
I won’t bend to others’ whims.
I won’t listen to frivolous debate.
I won’t exist in sedentary situations,
or act foolishly in haste.
Moreover, I ask the lot,
In a common sense place:
Won’t you do the same?
Won’t you do the same?
So now that I’ve come forward you can take a lesson from me
Put away all your assumptions and let your words flow free.
***
You know my name;
It’s the same as my dad’s.
Everyone “knows” what he would have wanted,
weighing a lifetime, possessions in their hands.
