Fighting a Dream
Yeah, is that what you thought?
That poets were soft?
Nah, let`s not talk about history,
The journey, I`m walking,
Ah, maybe we are soft,
Maybe we`re next,The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.
I always thought poets were soft,
Just wanted to check, the perception,
Sometimes, you can`t be sure,
Someone brought up the world,
A little earlier,
Someone, hmmm,
Sitting around, thinking of the words,
Was I, making things presentable?
Is this, not my truth?
Is it not, arranged in this way for me?
Placed there, on my character sheet?
Yes ma`am, I do love romance,
Yes sir, I`ll treat her right,
No son, we`ll be back later,
Father! It was only a moment!
Alas, I think I was a babysitter,
Alas, I was also a performer,
I was a working man,
I was a humble, pie eating,
God dancer, sort of poet.