Cruising on cloud 9 like a smart missile;
Leaving the school of hard knocks with an early dismissal.
Dreams burn in my heart like a freshly fired pistol, leaving shots fired creating wholes in the mental, picture, held in my past;
Picked up extra credit so I learned fast, and built new hopes in the aftermath.
Doubt left decimated, purpose no longer isolated, taken off the back burner-
When it comes to Hope I’ma fast learner.
Adding action to wishes the ingredients of a Dream. Let’em soak in my thoughts, like a lobster in a pot, until they scream-