The reason you hate Bono isn’t his politics, but that
it’s complicated, he cares and you don’t give a shit
and
the reason you hate getting judged from your art professors
is that art is only judged from its original painter
and
the reason you hate all those shiny chuch-ers today
is that anything that looks like fun is sin, so they say
and
the reason you think that all their gooey God-love is fake
is ‘cause you’ve never seen it done right, in this life anyway
and
the reason you read varied blogger posters like me
is all your own, and no that doesn’t bother me in the least
and
the reason you feel like dropping over and keeling out
is complicated, i’ll say. Keep your head in the clouds.
and
the reason for these broad and troubling quandaries, you ask?
the questions don’t wash off you when you’re taking a bath?
let me put it to you this way - though the layers are caked,
the first step to recovered peace is peeling off hate.
love the way you tied this up with that last line... magnificent!
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