there’s an internal poem that speaks inside

when the world is shut out

when the blinds are drawn

and the elevator music

signals

a life on hold

it’s a trick and a try to figure it out

like a game of chess, you play with yourself

you can’t win, unless you allow it

to know you are out of place, while searching

so desperately to find where you fit

bad energy shocks you

your device fails, your batteries are down

but you plug in, a different way

with the solar sun

or a potato, you pulled from the earth

there are different ways, for different times

and you’ll find them

like a house that becomes a home

or a stranger who becomes a friend

because you must decide…

the internal poem that speaks to you

inside.

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