how crude and small
a tone of joy
in shriveling tears
of cosmic coy
mingling in team
tagging and waring
to war to war
they scream
and the rain give back
their storm
in which we succumb
multiples faces
of keys and chains
electrifying
invincible lines
of which we all are soldiers
of choices
and among us
none weakened
to the sound of misery
for every scrapes of dust
we call for
to do whats right
to be
to wipe those dust
as kings
a tone of joy
in shriveling tears
of cosmic coy
mingling in team
tagging and waring
to war to war
they scream
and the rain give back
their storm
in which we succumb
multiples faces
of keys and chains
electrifying
invincible lines
of which we all are soldiers
of choices
and among us
none weakened
to the sound of misery
for every scrapes of dust
we call for
to do whats right
to be
to wipe those dust
as kings
—~ untitled
