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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