It excites me to see
What will come next
Catching a glimpse
Of what it reflects
Across a street
City skylines,
High light power lines,
And clouds
Without seams
I scream at big dreams
A preacher stands at the corner
And when he’s done
He’ll cross the street
And see for himself
That fear controls the weak

Two many sounds
And senses work in reverse
Photo shoots
Whatever is there?
In it’s place to steal their air
I walk on by that nursery rhyme
That promises the unaware
A theme that left
And words protest
Hated most
To be blessed
And watching hard
To see my face
In the reflection’s
Striding sway

How vain…

But the more I look
I’m happy to say
I finally saw
It was just today