Said my dream
and you are the scepter.
So make magic.
Don’t live in me,
A bubble without light
that sees neither night or day,
walks you like a spider without eyes
only to the expanse of my web.
Prayers and obsession in your own broken clock.
Pendulum swing is fixed.
Pierce your bubble,
and let the light awake your soul.
Find the zest in life
and walk you proud
© Al Juman The "said" Poet 4/2/1985