An Outlaw
I’m an outlaw,
I am not a poet,
I act out the dreams we share,
Poets only tell the tale.
I’ll take freedom anyway I can get it,
While you’re stuck in your modern constructs of time,
People are afraid of me,
Because they don’t understand my methodology.
I gave myself a title,
I wear it with pride,
I don’t care about your governments,
I’ll make my own and let you flail about like you know whats wrong.
I’m to tired to stay and fight it,
I’m to awake to close my eyes on it,
I’ll just let it work its way out,
But even if it ever does I damn well ain’t going back.
