Animal Heart

Love stands like a horse; attractive being.
Guilt as a sheep.
The dog in prowl, remorse beckons.
You might get a kick in the face, or a tasty meal.
Regret could eat you away, promise to the last step.
Hope let you down, up we taste.
Dance shadowing your sprite.

Snap Out, Yonder Gratitude Seek

when you see the lined universe, through refracted scope, all is tranquil, settled, balanced in the scope of existence.
The light looks down upon me, shows it's enduring stance and majestic hardy heart. It tells of it's imposing laws of an insurmountable placing of, it, sturdiness, superimposing stubborn smirk and let down realization over heinous entitlement. .
Are we discouraged at the state of wealth and how it perceives the slum? Are we undermined with such aspirations to indulge in a system instead of partake in full opportunity? Do the materials of yesterday, all it's winding and early discovery give ease to simplified nature in wry over loose prose, spineless of due consent before yearning tomorrow's day and over destined present exactly propose obsolete function, wither away an exo-mold?
The sun sets upon a new side of our life form green, may the beings turn attention to the heat appeasing their instinctual influence of voice, hopefully speaking now to a thriving position within due journey. Opportunity, vitality calls and in folly we may bypass the intricacies founded for the best interests of the mother. Blessed is the day that takes back the greenest from those who will not appreciate or consider themselves higher than the grand scheme or nature's state of whole being stable.
Has myth overtaken my kind ear?
They must revolve into cost appreciation, grasping plans, withdraw from our  reward complacency and lust entices, into ideal preparedness spacing where about a grand new world by earth, sea, in prospect array of venture and second chance, expanding forevermore dear mind's earnings.

Sometimes I feel as if all has already been and is now hiding among the upper classes unreachable by the slur of those bound to a rhythm of continuance without divine instinct into a luxurious new junction of wisdom and soluble tradition.We were excited to an extent of fear resonating, put humanity at a place, restrained power causing hope for tomorrow.
Invest first in each other, we'll have nowhere to fail, the broad resolution will show contempt to a lone motivation or idolatry, best interest of those constraining a mob.

Hone our powers, conquest of the sea will blast our dreams into traveling visage of true states of forthcoming existence.

Insequential

One day the water will be lighter and the sun will beat upon the earth, torn and black to sand.
Each organism will curl into it's safety whence each being of higher intelligence will adapt plant like symptoms to avoid 'out of your mind' boredom.
Until then, many scores ahead, we must instill productivity in efficiency even into our fates of pleasure so that children must learn.
We must believe in plans of near future and in the ability and availability of seeing other systems of the sun and leaving such corporation with our generations to come.
Cock your pistols, we'll be hunting the wild rooster with wrestling horn of another creature peeking down at you around a corner by the water front.