Peace, Women, Bliss, Clouds

Beautiful daybreak written in cloudpuffs,

If I speak to you through the trees, will you

Respond? Will you tell of where you’ve come from

and how are things over that way padam

padam padam Will you tell me of it

and when I grow, I’ll remember my youth,

spent chasing rainbows through anchored

down hallways, over staircases, and cruel

mockeries. And now that I return in a spiral

engraved with reverse quantities of bliss

bliss that springs from every tip of Life count

of unlimited numerals, Love, Pride, Peace,

Dignity for my People, women, girls,

in the Borderlands States and POET’S RIGHTS.

This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.