two storeys
word.paper.a mass of flesh
crowding the stairs of work
up and down they float
to and fro till
the train
they sleep.

to be a man. i must.
stand strong. and be.
a hold you in my arms protected

to be a man. i must.
walk forward. in hope.
unraveling the future before me

to be a man. i must.
do what is. is right.
and keep the world as it is

to be a man. i must.
forget myself. old fears.
for all is older and wiser then i

to be a man. i must.
ask you too. hold me.
as i let my tears flow freely

to be a man. i must.

inside crowned in dust outside
in green

travelled the ocean and back
my mind

travelled the ocean and back
searching life

travelled the ocean and back
fearing truth

travelled the ocean and back
to depravity

travelled the ocean and back
back home

travelled the ocean and back
to God

inside crowned in white outside
in red

two backpacks
two suitcases
trundeling along the side walk
with speed they rush
a couple
sliding across the pavement
in the morning sun.
towards the future.
the present is in the window
proudly on display
in view
attempting to be sold
yet they rush
their bags are packed
to catch the train
to tomorrow.

i live my life
the me i am
was born from birth
the me i am

have grown from child
the me i am
to learn to find
the me i am

through wounds that mar
the me i am
and tears that scar
the me i am

to step a step
the me i am
to think to know
the me i am

in all my points
the me i am
and try to be
the me i am

the this who is
the me i am
to move from what
the me i am

to more then just
the me i am
till then i come
the me i am

the time when done
the me i am
who then shall know
the me i am

how life i lived
the me i am
and death i died
the me i am

and if at last
the me i am
did reach the goal
to see I AM.