Agile Agitator Poem by Doris Cornago

We hate to be held back and want freedom but in the end, we come back into the safety of familiar arms. Despite the talk lately about revolutions, resistance, and waves of every shade defying lasting relationships, we should really be nurturing loyalty with someone who understands us best, he who has the purest intentions for us, not mundanity, but of a deep mutualism. We should not seek intellectual sophistication and worldliness, or disillusionment, but seek to be pure in motivation. The more we are hurt, the more we are purified, regardless. This poem is dedicated to Mr. KEY, my Dark Knight.