I Am A Poem. There

What Good Are You? What Can You Do? It Has Cost Me A Thousands Of Dollars To Raise You, Feed You, Clothe You! Suppose I Left You Here On The Street? Then What Would You Do?" "catch Butterflies

The Masses Are Always Wrong...wisdom Is Doing Everything The Crowd Does Not Do. All You Do Is Reverse The Totality Of Their Learning And You Have The Heaven They're Looking For.

Now Something So Sad Has Hold Of Us That The Breath Leaves And We Can't Even Cry.

Some People Like What You Do, Some People Hate What You Do, But Most People Simply Don't Give A Damn.

When You Leave Your Typewriter You Leave Your Machine Gun And The Rats Come Pouring Through.