The Lone Warrior Wolf
BORN ASLEEP,
UNABLE TO WALK.
DREAMING,
UNABLE TO TALK.
GRADUALLY AWAKENING TO BECOME...
AWARE,
AWAKE,
ALIVE!!!
CRAWLING,
WANTING TO RUN.
RUNNING,
WANTING TO FLY.
FLYING,
TIL OLD MAN GRAVITY VISITS.
SLOWLY,
UNAWARE,
UPON THE GROUND...
FOUND...
RUNNING,
WANTING TO FLY.
CRAWLING,
WANTING TO CRY.
AWARE,
ARRIVED,
ACCEPTED!!!
GRADUALLY DREAMING,
UNABLE TO TALK.
BARELY AWAKE,
UNABLE TO WALK.
ASLEEP,
AGAIN,
AMEN!!!
Copyright © John Logue | Year Posted 2016
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