Who reads what we write? and what is that? a poem?

I can imagine of Zit lips. maybe it is herpes, a no good thing. But think of Zip lips. They close, zip and never open to place things in order. Zipped. Tightly closed. So, everything is similar to the next, situations, remarks, dignity, loss of dignity, pride, en slavery, intelligence, stupidity, beauty and ugliness, all become a Zipped lips deal, imagine nobody to accept just causes but always mumble of unjust behavior against his behalf. people are like that, they even invent unjustness upon them, but when it comes to criticize real unjustness in life, they say "come on, it never existed". Warriors in life are fighting for just causes. Peacefully bur firmly, faithfully, lovingly. Jason Button, champion of F1 racing.