Opinions Are Like
I don't watch TV and I don't feel left out.
My news is what I experience through the day .
No weird voiced anchor need to inform me how to think .
And I knew how to die all on my own .
I didn't bask in the sun cause I preferred to wait it out in the shade .
No one mans opinion would change the view but it certainly could stir some shit.
And lighting fires for the sake of seeing it burn was for the anarchist pricks.
Who do not care about more than watching chaos spread .
The faces I've seen don't reflect the horror stories they would have you believe .
And if you stand alone you just stand out by default .
You can't win but you must not come to a standstill either .
Just keep your thoughts close your friends few .
Embrace silence read constantly and prove someone wrong..
Nothing beats a fail like a try.
( John Patrick Robbins Is a barroom poet and editor of The Rye Whiskey Review . His work has been published with The Beautiful Space, Romingos Porch , Red Fez, Rasputin , Outlaw Poetry , Piker Press, Blue Pepper , Boned Magazine, Horror Sleaze Trash , Inbetween Hangovers , Your One Phone Call, Spill The Words , Drinkers Only , Pyre Publishing.)
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