Can’t won’t don’t

Do not listen to the killer

Do not succumb to the wishes of those

Who see who you are and hate you for busting the mold

That never suited anyone

Truly original

We all have our own sun

Deep inside

That burns with a fire

And when we try to bridle the natural way of our soul

There will be a terrible price to pay

Gloomy clouds of darkness so often come

To rain on our parade

Sometimes simply because

Our sense of play and joy and fun

Threatens some one

Wedded to a vision of darkness

The killer is a cold force

So do not ever expect the killer

To love your rage

Or listen to your tears

Or show you mercy for your fears

Even if fear comes with a reminder

Of what is most important to our soul

To do

But do not rob your soul

Do not give endless power to these words

Can’t

Won’t

Don’t

And No

For really it is the open heart that says Yes

Burning with a Leonine fire

That threatens the barren heart and soul

Of the killer