Those good old days when Keith was the hottest man in tha house.. [?!]
I have known the strange nurses of Kindness,
I have seen them kiss the sick, attend the old, give candy to the mad!
I have watched them, at night, dark and sadrolling wheelchairs by the sea!
I have known the fat pontiffs of Kindness, the little old grey-haired lady,the famous poet, the mother, I have known them all!
I have watched them, at night, dark and sad,pasting posters of mercyon the stark posts of despair.
I have known Almighty Kindness Herself!
I have sat beside Her pure white feet, gaining Her confidence!
We spoke of nothing unkind,but one night I was tormented by those strange nurses,those fat pontiffs
The little old lady rode a spiked car over my head!
The priest cut open my stomach, put his hands in me,and cried: Where’s your soul? Where’s your soul!
The famous poet picked me upand threw me out of the window!
The mother abandoned me!
I ran to Kindness, broke into Her chamber, and profaned! with an unnamable knife I gave her a thousand wounds,and inflicted them with filth!
I carried Her away, on my back, like a ghoul! down the cobble-stoned night!
Dogs howled! Cats fled! all windows closed!
I carried Her ten flights of stairs!
Dropped Her on the floor of my small room,
And kneeling beside Her, I wept. I wept.
But what is Kindness? I have killed Kindness, but what is it?
You are kind because you live a kind life.St. Francis was kind.The landlord is kind.A cane is kind.Can I say people, sitting in parks, are kinder?”
And the rattlesnake said
"I wish I had hands so I could hug you like a man."
And then the cactus said
"But, don’t you understand? My skin is covered with sharp spikes
That’ll stab you like a thousand knives.
A hug would be nice, but hug my flower with your eyes.”