Hi. I’m sleep deprived
Counting syllables – tiresome
so in case I mess up
leave me be, it’s three at night
ah, I’m done with masterpiece
Fight with me, and see
Rewards are about patience
Fight, don’t disagree
Whittle down my opponents
Till they flee or fight with me
Friends, I find fiction
closer to reality
All contradictions
I know; but I know heroes
their lives, more intimately
Matters of judging
Intellect are relative
Those guys in glasses
Sitting front-seat in classes
Might be scientifically
Certified Genius,
But the baker’s boy next door
Will always be best
At cakes and flipping the flour
Statistically you are
Unlikely to be
A flop at all things
In this world, so rise
Hold your head with pride; Focus
Your efforts, they’re not in vain
You might not be best
But better than average is
Enough to impress
Your friends at parties and grab
A proud self-identity
Cry in your slumber
What should I do, leave you be?
Cheer you in your dreams?
Please don’t cry yourself to sleep
Please let me cry in your stead
Armed and ready war came
but the warrior won the game.
Armed and ready I stood up
while they tried to pull me down.
Armed and ready they bowed
my aura silenced them.
Armed and ready defeat crowned the enemy,
victory claimed my name.
Armed and ready I walked heavily
through the storm, while they drove
to their success.
Armed and ready I held firm,
Braced on the Father for protection.
Armed loaded with power and authority,
ready to rule my territory.
A brief explanation…
No, no, no
I still see your shadows in my room…
Small Communities
All our dreams crammed together
In a too-large world
Window into world
Internet interconnects
Unimagined friends