Cheer

I am in the moment of sound

Wear, yes wear, the mind wonders round

No need to express in structure

Break that

I am on 

What is it you see

When you wake up early

Witness to the sun

The same sun that tanned the skin of the greatest of our race

The human race

That has lived and has been

The simple fact of existence

It had to be

Even though it may have not been

This stream of consciousness

Does not ripple the intellectual hunger

Rather it stretches it

Until it has encompassed all

Let’s begin:

We are the children of ghosts

The world is for the taking

The stars shine for the same eyes as Socrates

The man who understood the mind

The mind that stretched across the night

The same night we hold

With the stars playing out their wars

On the nothingness that surrounds

And their only cheer is from life

However it’s not enough to live to cheer

It must be a thought to cheer

That evening war so dear