Origin Of Design Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

On any morn at sunrise warm a conversation in “that” familiar sway of God as “King” and we human knaves just shown to be pigs and really squealing… in this moment’s revelry or brevity or of an incredible reality revealed; let US see me, you, all kinds of Lamb in boiling stews, begin the new morning somewhat anew… Anon, one’s mind to thought or not; a breath is all so taken… and what of the thought that is not thought of positive or token… Jokingly mistaken for a notion, a stroke of genius or just one’s broken mind unkind is thought that rends what it ought naught! ! ! Well spoken; or not for words are written; of thought maybe not! For morn and warm do not in all ways sway familiar sound similar too most every one; of you’re mornings when without warnings, the “shyte” goes south; and IAM ain’t talkin Dixie! ! ! On any morn; while sunrise wanes, and sun’s shine and heat align your brain… God is “King” and we “children” practice being humane; badly! shown explicitly continually and significantly to all of the universe! is in a moment at speed of light; faster than a speeding thought? ? ? Or not, or maybe, or is this thought just crazy? This is a question too all who listen to these previous groupings of words that seem to make them smile; nervously! “Crown” me then, for being that being; somewhat humane, somewhat to blame? ? ? somewhat? ? ? in-human and “mad as hell”; at the species human! Which way to roll… in one’s thoughts as the sun’s shine glows above the each of US, as individuals or as the whole of US? ? ? Heals the thoughts or soul or essence does all this fuss; amongst the all of US or not the all of US, in the all of this? ? ? Or, is this the truth of US; this mess of US; splattered all over the Earth by US! ! ! Kills the spirit in every body, does this unconsciousness not? On any morn; while sun shine strains to shine a little brighter in the each! ! ! AND EVERY ONE OF US! ! ! God is “King”; and while the ‘ways’ of children wane and wax inhuman in-humane; still unkind and insane to the word! ! ! Imagine the origin of design; that one awesome “Thought of Kindness” then; “bend over and kiss your asp wholes goodbye! AS IAM SO ANGRY! ! !