We were born on plains,
off country roads, or on flat empty streets in the city.
We heard other places had hills, chills and thrills
like you see in the movies.
We grew up living on empty slates.
We made the most of life in ordinary places.
Placed passion before location,
we worked for creation and made inspiration
What we have we create
What we have is what we've made
Yet We find ourselves in the loop again;
the inevitable settling of our hearts after boil;
the cooking of brain waves flooding our senses,
stench coating our witness of plausible sentences
describing dreams and ambition in ambitious sentiments.
I remember when my eyes glowed like insects dying.
Electric hopes rippled under my skin,
doubt in shackles, crowned in conducting fashion
with a sponge dripping face full of empty expression.
To be inspired is my only intention.
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