I write to encourage

I write to be free

I write to make love

To the words that I see

Inside my head

Time slowly ticks away

The beat of my heart

Becomes a bird of prey

And it attacks

All of the doves

It fights through the weak

And soars high above

Through the clouds

Flying is the motion

The winged ones up here

Have their own devotion

To themselves

To make life more than worthy

Make it what they need

Not what they’ve been wanting

Can they hear it?

That howl of the wind

Warning derailment

A black twist that twinned

But they’ll get past

Jet straight through

Guide through the heavens

And reap all of the new

Beginnings

The new that they won

They flew through the clouds

And straight past the sun

Can you feel it?

This battle was easy

It was just their attitude

Different, art like graffiti