Dear Reader

Dear Reader!
Everything you read is true
Everything you read is false
Some straight, others askew
Sometimes in the rhythm of waltz
The ink stained with tears
The pages stained with smiles
In every rhyme, you will find fears
And fearlessness of all time.
If you have ever wondered
The look on my face when I write.
Its blue, its white, its blundered
I aim to be your wright
Do you understand? Or just follow?
So friends don’t think you dumb
Do you see them or would you borrow
My specs to see beyond words.
Do you sometimes need me to explain
The reason I bleed these texts
Do you see them or just read the plains
Do you think your plight will be next.
When you request I gift you a piece
Do you think I’m at peace with it?
Do I like you, do I not?
It seems it doesn’t matter a lot.

LARDO