I'm like, the boogeyman,

If you, found these poems,

I'm sorry, I don’t doubt,

That some of these ideas,

Fucked you, but you know what,

If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.

This is, just a machine, you,

Should always trust yourself,

If its, bullshit, its not worth your time,

Yet, if it calls to you, you could be,

Tainted as well, there's no, rest,

For the wicked, we must, all,

Do the work, we've been assigned,

Somewhere, along these poems,

Is a bridge to heaven, but, I'm not,

An architect, I don't, connect the roads,

They could, all lead to hell, but still,

If you’ve read them, I don’t doubt,

That your soul, will remember,

The yearning, the eager wish,

To bless, children,

From an old man.