THE STREET HOPES
Is it my turn to learn that what is in front of me is the doorway too extraordinary very scarcely I immerse Me in
dreams making them realer than the ground under feet I refuse to linger in defeat as long as my heart beats I
will grasp what I reach for no more looking back at past attacks I surround my mind with thoughts of walking
these streets un-blinded unbound soul footsteps purge the filth laying under concrete hearing the hope of these
city streets where even the lowest hope for peace….