F<LIGHT>
By Matt Decker
Tell me again
Why of course can't I fly?
I was born to believe
The universe is mine.
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"Try for the sky,
Reach for the stars.
These lessons are expressing
the essence of who you are."
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Tho' given so long ago
Do these words no longer hold?
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As the years have flown
Fears sown have grown
Yet my heart still beats dreams
These hands have never owned.
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Night after day
Through fight and fray
Gravity grabs at me
Limits laugh at me.
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Before this is over
and all goes under
I wish to dance
upon the clouds
and to the thunder.
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But how can I feel
anything but down
struggling to get up
up off the ground?
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Tho' I stretch these
wings
the one and only
thing
taking off is my
dream.
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One thing was done
another spoken
and now my wings
seem to be broken.
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I need a light
to spark this
darkness
lest I succumb
and become some
carcass.
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A ray
A beam
even a glimmer
helps me cope
with hope
gone dimmer.
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Suddenly
something happens
to me.
Lightning bolt and
strike!
I feel the jolt.
Will I bolt?
No.
I will use the Light
for flight.
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©️ Matt Decker
Author Notes: This work is dedicated to those who wish to recover the bygone belief in unbounded possibilities.
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