Contemplating the obvious

Those who sit
Contemplating their navels
Believing they are
Number one
The rest being shit stirring infidels
Who soften when
Hearing our gun
Holed by the infinite mercy
Soulfully live with esteem
Just silt at the top of a barrel
Who have lost their
Power to still dream.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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