ONE CAUSE

ONE CAUSE

Questions in manifold keep lying on much more questions then surface worries

Have they plummeted as days advance in their tangled forms

As the patent pattern that to do waited with the visiting guest in his follies

Knocked so mildly as soft as pin passes through water drums

As its part that makes young ones bleed bloods as they play with pin

Be of amiable virtue for another element which is universally in quality

For the guest to sit in the seat weave life in her twisted truths

So simply that all in the heavens and earth in their mighty glories, awe

And the minds whose feet, did in feats beneath dirt astonishes as he soothes

As each morph and word be meaningful, opening mystery's ante by draw

Thus, he goes in the old tongue thrusting calling like the pacing sparrow

That with the whole of the world be bits that can cut to swallow

We walk in and out, day and night, in good and in evil to continue

As what was done late in the past you or they continue to pursue

From the least you could take up against me that disgusts like, maggots, worms

In their dirty dungs, gustatory gutter and pits as they twist so reekingly in their forms

As with the leaves that live to leave up down to the bushes that have the dense

To the grasses of the field and the pastures pastes that is green like my tense

As the sun comes first at times to shine its aura with scorch as it touches

For the moon would come latter to dance the guard holding high its aged torches

With the stars at times to show showy after the rain has mounted the scaffold

It reels its lines for pails to praise and pots and pans to try to hold

As the air comes from the West way and the awry East's from May to May

For our December, drained and dry with dews dawn fogs trying waving to stay

With every bleating goats and barking dogs and cocking cocks

As quark a quark do the ducks do with the farm hell and forks

As they pluck and rock fruits to fall for us and ants to lift

For we would leave only to feed or to fear Father of the morrow as he hides and drift

As they park in their tiny grounds and pack feeds for seasons unripe

For they commune so those winged assist the blind to see with the pipe

As their vibrations with their antennas assist to aid them direct

Humanity is poor against as we vibrate, we fight into sect

We are wise as technical beep and blitz make events near the miles

As we be not to be, as happiness lies for sorrow to pass

To pass to lie for happiness to return for sorrow's own blurry class

We cry, we joy, we stand, we sit and we win for defeat

As with the fall the heaven rejoice for long till the earth stops to suffer his heat

For we can be here to ask and ask as questions on minds abroach

Are too many and one is too much for gods to approach

And there could only lie one resolve to restless flesh glued us though

I would tell no more tales for everything happens for some reason so.

- Jodekss