megalomaniacal pedestrian conglomerate
backtracking yesterdays regrettable orientation shift
reap with vigour downward placed considerations made before
insightful words recorded surruptitiously without consent
evergreen systemic vision placed before the untrained eye
faces in a flurry flashing faster past the ponderer
reinvigorating categories archived near the bottom
lightning spat from passers by impregnate dreams of untold fire
running as a circle seeing forward in reverse
engineering exploitations for the workers in the calcium mines
relegating self esteem to a reputable production company
volunteering kinesthetic output to the war effort
hope is lost and starving in the desert or the jungle
on the mountaintop it's lonely left abandonded by the guides
and in its heart its wilting holding fast to what it can
and the sky is split and looking down to try and lend a hand
and through the crack a cloud is gathered shaped and sent below
and the sky guides down a gentle breeze to graze the face of hope
and the skies cloudhand is settling in a cradle for the child
and lifting up the precious form of hope is nigh expired
when the burden lifts and all at once seeing the face of the sky
the eyes of hope gently open and hope lets out a sigh