Good morning Folks Its me giving the words to the pen of strokes

Good morning Folks

Its me giving the words

to the pen of strokes

The worlds a hot Potato 

Smittyjas aka James Smith

In the morning I awoke to Find this world was some where 

Between here and there

Lost and all alone in the big world

I just seal Potatoes

Growing up from the ground upside down

Where  I am the best I can be at his moments notice

No worries no fears

Just trying to live a clean live when each day passes by

I see no crime I see all is right in the world

People for here to there

are looking for the better life and to share

What we have with them

No fear I see all things are temporary 

My life is gone by like a blind of my eyes

Too me that is not a surprise

liquid fuels wind power

as I am here to widdle away the hours of my ending life

Nothing is going to change

Not matter who is the boss

Right or wrong where is sit

The master of my own world

I feel selfish in this society

Where Right is wrong and wrong is right

Peace wb with us all if we throw away the fight