I never intend to post there. I just cut/paste here for you guys to enjoy. This is too long anyway. I ain’t paying to tweet poetry no one will read.

How many millions of years have I done this, Lord?
Just give me some kind of clue.
I know that I’ve done it—I’ve been here before.
I feel in my heart it is true.
I just want some kind of inkling, my Lord,
Into who I used to be!
I guess it don’t matter.
I wasn’t them, so whatever.
Every time I’ve been Thee.