I Want More

ask you only with a dime in hand

could you play for me hopeful melody

that sort we might recall is memory

sweep the mind in nostalgic tones we land


While watch personality wreak havoc

might soulful dreams explode – become one

to canvas territories when felt undone,

we climb outside a valley, peak the arctic


winds of certain fury, the cutting sheet

of glacial ice will envelop hope and dream

unless speak we might not be what seem

inconsequential beyond our own defeat.


For in the winds of change we will release

our selfish desire, to allow inherent peace.


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