Chester Finley
I want no conflict with anyone,
I figured I’d bust you out,
There is much hostility, harshness, and meanness.
Forgive me if I’m still paranoid,
I only weigh as much as my clothes;
It opens its doors and brings the world’s disorder,
If it’s not the right time for one of them,
I’m not just a pair of fancy shoes.
If you can do that, you can do anything,
I don’t need anyone else in my life,
I feel grateful, very humble.
Recycled Poetry 