Well sad this happens to be
your last post here
on Neo

No money I believe
but what is money
it’s the sweat of the brow
it comes and just goes
simply wipe it out

I compose for the love of humanity
many still come to my gate
as I have shed my vanity
my weight

We all must entertain the masses
I feel
if we have the torch and seal
of a lover’s beauty

compose free lance
free style poetry
and see
like a butterfly one day
you also will flee
to burn in the flame of joy

But be bold
do, life behold
enjoy
don't hurt even unknowingly someone
just to create your own imagination

Love one
Love all
let this Last Post be not for you alone

When it is one’s final call
Let it be for all