New view

I'm sitting in my kitchen
my life is passing by,
where are the substance
of my dreams
where are the concrete shadows?

my loads are adding up themselves
they multiply by hours
and all the fires, that once burned
are stacked in my backyards

the view from here
is very clear - the light erupts
through my black clouds,
and shines upon my trampled soil
the massive hole that I once dug,
entombing all my dreams...

and brings them back to life!



(Good, random, fun v. 17)