After close evaluation of the present state of my current emotional and mental conditions... and physical situational imprisonment- I am forced to redefine the terms I have, in past years, deemed as hopeless and unsuccessful.
Magnified by the smallest of favors and simplest definitions... I rejoice... and am comforted by the reminder that I am loved and thought of often.
The manifestation of my spiritual agony is relieved with the briefest of tunes of angelic melody, the sharing of whimsical, colorful, metaphorical humor, nostalgic melancholy, and the slightest hint of genuine niceties...
Brought on by the neccessary development of integrity in the highest form of moral social conditioning.


© Psamls/Poems By Thomas