Real Reason to write

Let me think of a real reason to write

Why do we fight, when we find that were bleeding alike

It aint the same when the days longer than all the nights

stayin up to watch are words in our dreams take flight

I make light with my hope praying it will shine

a small mixture of some strength with a little time

blowing knowledge in the air so the wind will blind

all the clouds that are multiplying in our minds

I think it rains so our brains can be injected with rhymes

But i suggest that you protect your thoughts from the infected lines

I got this infectious mind ..my style, yeah you need to learn it

With these visions I hold..a small spark will always burn quick...