The same dream awaits me
When I close my eyes
And struggle with sleep
Its seems a losing battle
Between my eye
And my mind
A world torn by love
Of self
Not of others
Fought with genes and smoke
Lost in a second
Or won
My life changes sides
Once a warrior
Then a child
Or a woman in rage
But always an old man
Clinging to hope
Where none can exist
And leading the strays
Only sometimes away

Only some times

I awake to a song
I never remember
Though its melody haunts
My every move

Image by Nicholas Obery

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J M Greff is the rambling author, trucker philosopher, peace loving hippie, spiritual warrior, backpacking pantheist, wandering minstrel, and poet fool who created A Caravan of One for you. View all posts by J M Greff