I am one of few, but few is enough
To sustain our legacy, our purpose
Down generations of bonds and blood

We travel across the lush fields and jungles
The mountains are steep and the road if often rough
I am one of few, but few is enough

We teach our young, and remind the old
Our moonlight torch passing and rising with every sun
Down generations of bonds and blood

We do not seek to promote our cause, our message
Words are none other than to sound powerful or tough
I am one of few, but few is enough

The world may scorn us, may exile the pure
I hope the divine does not die with my prayer
I am one of few, but few is enough
Down generations of bonds and blood

There are no stars in the city.
The street lights are bright like the bright lights illuminating the night as the steady stream of cars pass by.
Steady like dreams.
Dreams are the wishes cast from the deepest window of your soul left ajar,
The kind of wish one would never dream to admit upon a star.

A lion tamer
Couldn't keep me down
A doctors drugs
Couldn't drag me under
Nothing provided
By my society
Could tame the wild emptiness
Some do call the sea
But it's inside me
Inside my soul
the waves do roll
and I become the sea
Calm, vast, empty
to those who do not see
but for those who notice me
They spot my rocky coves
my floating islands
of discarded goods
They spy the world in me
Wild and outrageous
Untamed
Alive

Their laughter is like an orchestra

Words spill out of my mouth effortlessly, chin moving like an old painter's hand.

They all too willingly fall under my spell. Tears of joy flailing to the floor lying by broken glass.

My tears, however, sit at the bottom of my mask, slipping off the edges camouflaging into sweat at the back of my neck, running down my spine.

Still, jokes spill out like hundreds of years of untold secrets. Bubbling over edge, sizzling into bits of old stories.

**Most of them are true

1 Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
2 Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
3 Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
4 Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!

5 Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
6 List while I woo thee with soft melody;
7 Gone are the cares of life's busy throng, --
8 Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
9 Beautiful dreamer awake unto me!

10 Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea
11 Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
12 Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
13 Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.

14 Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
15 E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
16 Then will all clouds of sorrow depart, --
17 Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
18 Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!

I see everyday the same, plain sight
Noticing nothing beyond the normal, the same dim light
They see something different in me, I don’t know how
I wish and I dream of that hope right now

I can’t believe their kind words, I try
My heart feels the meaning, but my eyes see the lie
I put on glasses and lens, to increase my aspiration
They fail; I fail, believing this mutation

In some peaceful dream, the air and grass are clean
Pollution never occurs, can never reduce the land’s esteem
I long for this utopia, this reverie in my head
Instead, I raze this dream land; live the life that I had led

One day, hopefully many, if it may be
I can ignore the voice, the void, and finally be free
I will emerge from the darkness, the shadows of blight
To regain my vision, and quench the longing for this sight