I like to challenge the localized thinking of individuals to make global change

Until I sleep

In recognition of National Poetry Month, I will dust off some of my thoughts and share.  Enjoy or not..it’s up to you!

Until I sleep

The words clutter my dreams

swirl in my head

refusing to be silenced

demanding to be heard

they sing my sadness

shout my frustration

taunt me with my failures

play with my emotions

sleep evades me because they want to play

until pen meet paper and lets them be free

they need a stage

desire an audience

they perform to be made whole

then satisfied

they settle

until I sleep

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