Dreamers Dream Of Another Path, Another Way, Through The SenseLess Time Of Brevity. - 09/08/08

I wish to conquer the world,

But I am stuck here;

The path I am on,

Unable to veer.

Inside this cube

Trapped for this fate

My will be done

I contemplate.

If I could do

But one thing,

I’d leave it all

Without looking back.

Upon the droves

Of measured risk

There would be no more

SenseLess Fate.

But rather now,

In this time,

I’d lose myself

In needed rhyme

And exist somewhere

So far between

Vexed of nothing

My joy is seen.

But alas, I know,

This path I tread,

Will take me from life,

To walk with the dead.



-          9/8/08 MR