My heart fell out like a large chunk of un-seared Ahi Tuna, but only momentarily.
I then quickly remembered, only I can save myself.
I stitched the open wound up and embodied the madness of the World.
I turned into a Savage, I had heat to expose the lies.
The dreams they sold you, with lies they slandered.
The New World has no room for dead fish and chopping blocks.
We will not accept payment for a piece of your Soul.
Remember YOU are the prize, not the dreams they’re selling you.
Today I woke up with my Soul on fire.
Art by Denise Copland “All at Sea – Fish Food 1”