A World of Minds
Sometimes life is mean, sometimes life is good.
Sometimes life is clean, sometimes you’re in the mud.
We hold on to things unseen. We hold on to what we should.
You may have a dream of what life should be or could.
Our minds play tricks with time. Our minds play with tricks on us.
A memory can create a flood of emotion and buried feelings like no other power on earth could.
Perhaps we should live for our dreams?
The world would be so good.
Imagine souls living to be the best version of themselves that they could.
I hope that these words may resonate to something in you that is your good.
Imagine a world of minds where we could be everything that we should.
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2022
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