Control.
What an earthly desire.
By controlling his self,
The spirit inside,
Leads us all forward.
Don’t shut him out,
Let him sing you a song.
But what about?
Who is to say?
There’s just so many,
Come on, hop on a thought.
Let him paint you a picture in words.
Take you to the window,
Listen to birds.
They’re always chirping.
Look! There it goes!
It’s coming this way!
A flying bald eagle with something to say!
Oh no, it’s getting too close!
Haha just kidding,
Off he goes.
Maybe he’ll come back tomorrow,
To take you away,
Transcend that window you’ve been told to look through.
Don’t be afraid,
It is what it is.
Hold on tight,
For the thrill of your life!
Don’t ever let go!
Don’t let yourself try it!
Poetry