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I am rooted deep within a rebellious soul

I am still subversive though some nay think me old

I am young at heart I don’t see my years

I’ve struggled through so m any heartaches and tears

And that’s why I won’t conform to the norm

I came in kicking and screaming when born

I’ll arrive at my grave bruised battered and torn

Covered in the scars of a life well fought

Standing up got truth and what is right

I refuse to turn a blind eye

Outspoken and full of belief

Always moving forward and refusing to retreat

That’s me, the unconvential old punk anarchist

Appreciating this life and world in which we exist

Sharing it with so many other a mazing species

Beauty all around in nature dazzling me

Why would I not fight for these thing

And an to war and people’s liberty

Whg would I not work towards a world of live and peace

Standing up against all for of slavery

Discrimination and inequality

These are the is s es that define me

And I still find time to set my so l free

As I meditate and heal myself mindfully

This is me and I make no apologies

It’s up to you if you choose to love or hate me

But nothing will ever change me

From living my life compassionately

This is the rebellious, subversive, anarchist in me

An existentialist, Buddhist thinking advocate you see

Living in my own concious reality

And never afraid to dream

And I never stop believing

In a love that’s created universally

By a biocentric theory that in itself is its own mystery

As is the miracle of all existence

Of which I show gratitude of being a part of

But I am still always string to effect change

In a world do dysfunctional and estranged.