Hope is my heart skips a beat
too blind to even see keys or write
letters on the board speak, logos
Display love is heart, and will love
You endlessly instead of all the tears
there is more prayer. I try postures in
all directions take advice for all, knowing
it will be time before I can be trained to call
another superior without the knowledge of
inferior, we are all one i play with this idea for
fun, hoping today takes the tonic of the 7 seas
already won, in the age of fish there was dish
In the age of air, my throat's square, i wonder
If the mass of weight walking even cares, at the
I hope to watch from Yah saying our work we shared.
Christopher Baird 2012 ©
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