No one ever comes down my road
they don't even know it exists
so well camouflaged
not on gps

I know how to blend into my surroundings
developing the skill set
from many years of being beat down
constantly a target

If you squint hard enough you may catch a glimpse
while you look through the trees
I can see you perfectly
but you can't see me

when butterflies spread their wings
they don't go back into their cocoon
but just go out upto whatever flings
'n' embrace the faith that to be soon

hence the chrysalis already strewn
for time they do not let them wring
their own future graciously drewn
into skies of possibilities they'll sing

from flower to flower life they bring
no death for which they're immune
by as larvae already learned to cling
unto beauty as shinin' as the moon

for there many wonders in it as it is
hidden within their metamorphosis


*..love always...


عرفان بن يوسف © AH 28/03/1437

What the **** just happened,
I once was doing- well, at least okay,
And then the world came crashing around me,
Once staying afloat,
Believing in Kingdom Come,
Now I'm just running to a different tune.
Staying east of the wind,
So my **** doesn't knock me on my ***,
Maybe it was the piggled-eggs I ate,
Maybe it was what I drank,
A little ***** and some juice,
But the little turned out to some more,
And I'm ****** up once again.