Like chasing the dream
Or so it would seem
Always looking for an ends to this mean
Or is it a means to this end
Let my mind bend
Uncomprehend!
Flowing floetry
Rainbowing poetry
With an input of soul n heart to make this art
Spectacularly spectacular
Miraculously miraculous
Wonderfully wondrous
May these words read n heard not be kicked to the kerb but uplift us
From these depths of dirt n dust
When it seems no1ne to trust
You must
Trust
Your own instincts
Your own conscience
Your own soul
Always knows
When that wind blows be in the flows of darknesses glows
But what do I knows?