Feed me, Free me.
Free my heart and body.
Unbind me from this phase of blues
and unpromising associations.
Separate me from mornings of base
talk and dusk of drunk peers.
Annihilate my tolerance for mediocre
and bogus surroundings.
Feed my soul and thoughts.
Set me at the table of the wise and
pump me with the will and vigour to
Carry me to terrains where like minds
'I'm ready', i scream
'a little more time', he says..
I wait and yearn.