I had a dream to say something,
to make your heart fill up and sing.
Words so lyrical and yet so deep,
that you would hold on tightly and say ‘it is for keep.’
I had a thought to do an act,
that would make you notice the fact;
That I might be able to articulate
the words, that just slips through and thus forget.
The words I speak are not for you
they belong to whoever you choose to.
They express the vision that many deny,
that your thoughts are yours and mine are mine,
you might not like it but it is still fine!
That there are no black or white
all shades of grey amongst which we fight!
The words I say are thus just that, sounds of my soul,
take it or leave it but that’s what makes me whole!
(image sourced from Google)
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