On the roads...

On the roads
traffic
pirates
pirated
piranhas

on the roadside
mornings
and the other side
amidst the hand of day

a traffic of mind streaming
screaming
at a jam
on the roadside

one chooses

makes one a choser

chosen
check
checking

change your life
change your mind.
definitely not a loser.

attract wealths
you too can
once a choser
never loose a chance

chant an incantation
revel in those lyrics
of traffic and mind streaming
forgetfulness becomes awareness
and you too can
once a chooser
nevermore change a chance

revel in those lyrics
ballads and incantations,
from Ireland through China
T'ai chi to Celtic centric realms.

?...

If you so not desire
negative times?
design your desired desires

once a free soul
nevermore loose a chance

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