My Hopes and Dreams They Flash, Then Pass
Before I Grasp Them…
As if someone ran away with a diluted scene from my conscious stream
🎉 Wholeness, Oneness lost to temporary moments of isolated revelry for a few.
I’ve seen how you hold me down underground!
Then come around and say “rise and abound?”
Only to be sent back down!
I refuse, It’s abuse, overuse; the length of time I’ve been silenced and held down.
Now sequestered, my dreams are realized by others
Smothered, I smolder, while thoughts of planning another, or us together fade to gray.
I’d prefer not to stay, but if I must, I refuse to hide away.
I WILL SCREAM OUT LOUD IN FRONT OF ANY CROWD I CHOOSE.
…Until My Hopes and Dreams All LAST
even if you choose to pass on me, on eternal love
Flash Photo by Ruan Richard Rodrigues on Unsplash
Bound Photo by Greg Rosenke on Unsplash