Den of Thieves

Among them count me here
still feasting on their music, books and seeds
neither proud nor ashamed
just landed here somehow

Ordered sink or swim, but when I sink
I find some thing, some one, some how
buoys me right up again
Back to this den of thieves

Lord technology is our master planner on this planet
Me still his devoted slave
some 3rd rate 3rd rock
fake space race sort of place

Fallen stars
Anglers of angels
Wranglers of lies
Sink or swim my tribe
in this den of thieves

Author: KenshoHomestead

Creatively working toward self-sufficiency on the land.

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