Power Lines

Written by: Chris Garcia

The power lines,
Hovers,
Over the house of mine,
And sometimes,
I have dreams about being them,
The power lines to be exact,
Because those power lines have no problem being silent,
Quiet,
In the night,
No problem providing energy,
Both positive and negative,
Without being seen,
Through the sight,
Of the civilians,
That roam the night,
Carelessly,
With the dreams,
That is different from mine,
Since all they dream about,
Is being the sky.