Dear society jury,
Pardon me for speaking out loud,
Pardon me for being so proud
Pardon me for red painting the town,
Pardon me for roaming off the hook when I’m down
I’m retched around the rope of your desire, what about mine? That you put on fire.
Pardon me for conquering which is mine
Pardon me for negating the line
But dear all, I’ll stand straight
Because I’m no grape, twirling around the grapevine.
And at last, let’s Pardon you for the zones of car and the Barbie
For the blue and the pink
Let’s Pardon each other,
I for the stain and you for the ink.
~A self made art