A TRIP DOWN NOWHERE

In the middle of nowhere

I see windmills everywhere

The wind whispers in my ear

“Solomon, there is energy far and near”

I just can’t figure out where.

I guess a trip down nowhere

Will give you the energy to go everywhere

So never cry because you’re nowhere

Trust me, I’ve been there.

HOPE

I see the storms forming above;

Yet fear I see not in your eyes.

By the day you face the darkest of fears

And the wait by night as the pain dries.

In you a ruthless Viking I see,

I see footprints all over this valley of tears.

THESE WORDS

With these words rose the sun,

The scintillating rays penetrating this dense canopy

Shining a beautiful gold upon these dark times

And as the ants came out of their hills,

The breeze in the air was gay and clear.

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