The drama doesn’t rustle our feathers
calm breeds content
as the drizzle floods on
to omit the unreal from reality.
for stress can’t fight out resolve,
can’t trick a trickster,
growing up felt the world was bigger and
that a crowd of friends mattered.
visions of crowns, and
swords and arrows,
all to command,
waiting at my feet to see the world penitent,
for I will become whatever my dreams conceive or
21/30 “Conquer the World”
Be Kind and Share…