''stranger''
A voice I've never heard,An inspiration,something of wonder
A switch,a spark,a beautiful thought to light the dark
A reminder of certain kindred types that are still around
A person that believes all things should be profound
A passion for life,a passion to wake
A sincerity in their words,simply something you can't fake
Now ,of course, I could be wrong and lost in thought
Though the way they write can' be taught
Something there.words won't say,even still inspiration did come from them today
A smile that I don't have to fake,A lingering feeling I care not shake
For a senegal man such as I,Is questioning the question of not
Questioning the question of why...
Synapses firing on each and every level in my head
as I lye pondering upon my bed
Trying to answer the question of why
So here I am and here and here I write
My hand withering leaving only to say goodnight
I must put pen to rest
And mind to sleep
Only so many thoughts may I keep
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