Be Kind

In a world of discrimination. In a world of pain, hate and sorrow. I hide in their fear. Their fear is palatable, so much so In fact, It can be tasted like the sour taste of the lemon. Like Bukowski or Keruac I like pissing In the bushes keeping other dogs at bay. Finding solence in a smile not meant for me I smile back. Have I had a good full life? That depends on the ignorance of other's. Have I done regrettable thing's in this life? Hell no! I've never ever lied, but I've lived. Knowledge is my knowing that some won't read what I write. I have always hated boring people, it's not from being Intolerant, It's just that they have probably wasted their life.