"Flame #5"

"Flame #5"

By Arcassin Burnham

I unwrap the package to see whats in store

For me in this little future,

Your Retro,  your mellow,  your chill,

You deal with whatever should suit ya,

Forget politics and the real facts of life

There's no other way you could live,

When there's peace then there's love,

And the sweet taste on moonshine and

No more of the lethal kills,

*I just think*

*you should stay a while*

*don't leave me blink*

*nothing precious than the laughter of a child*

*flame*.

"What Should We Do?"

- Arcassin B.