poem

a dream is never lost
buried in your head
let it loose to rise
beyond your limits
drift into another scene
a wakeful day of possibilities

Before life takes a hold
After life lets go
Sandwiched between
Who we were—
And what we became
Our actions show
We were here.

When the famous 
Become human to us
We become 
Heroes to them.

A universe
Within a universe
Orbits, tilts, rotations
Shrink and expand
While the earth spins 
Around the sun
We stand still

May the rain, wash away excess
May the sun, shine through clouds
May the colors arch over us
May the plants thrive
May my eyes, discern nuances
May my ears, listen to all voices
May my mind, accept scarcity 
May my heart, be full 
May we thrive together.

Off I go to do
What was once familiar
Swim, leave a note, drive
Freedom is a privilege
White lined with debt
My blood runs red
My eyes see
Through accumulated 
Prejudice
My blood flows 
Like the water 
In which I swim
Off I go to do
What I want 
Without a thought 
Of another
Freedom is a privilege
Masked weighted with debt
My blood runs red
My heart beats  
Through attacks of
Prejudice
My blood flows 
like my tears
through all that matters.