RunesTao

Purple memories taken out and dried

like tendrils from a brain

synapse lapses into refrain.

Unfair, Unfair, is life. 

To be saddled like a riding crop

with problems others have

the tao.

Nothing bad ever happens

to them wicked people.

They take large bites of life

and never pay the tao.

Yet the end is not yet seen

we have not been inbetween

the rock and the hard place

yet.

Perhaps the final burning

makes them enter into RUNES

and howl with no sound

while we can live with

JESUS in eternity.

Tao.