I Had A Dream

Inside the darkness,

Hides many,

Mirrors.

Late at night one can be found caressing the edges of reality.

Walking demons and riches or maybe love.

Under a fantasy, stands and falls,

Golden towers of old.

My hairs are made of lightening,

And,

Thunder mares.

Flying into the clouds,

And,

Higher.

Yet the demons will not let go,

Under a heavy load,

Under ,

Tome stones,

Sand Man.

Mystic Dust,

Sleeping tight.

Even Martin Luther King, had a dream.

Dreaming big.

We all dream, don’t we?

What dream isn’t something,

Inspired.