Setting here I think to myself
where will this road take me to or from
this is the life I want and you shall not take it
I look to my right and there are fireflies and butterflies
Setting here in the darkness of my mind
where will this job take me
this is what I long and love to do
I look to my left and there are killings and lies
Setting here I think
the text of this poem is....
what I don't know I just keep on typing
I don't know why but this is what comes easy to me
Setting here I know
I don't know much
but I know what I need to know
for now at least
Setting here should I disable myself from my work
should I could I would I
though I am no rhymer of any means
if God or Devil cry even wolverine's
Setting here I know the cure
This is whats wrong with me
and wrong with you
writers blood flows through our vines
Setting here
I know
that you know
that I know
what they know
Setting here we are being watched
that the first poet, fist words of rhyme
come from deep within our souls
years and many more come to past
Setting here in my circle of loves ones
I know the demeans of the life foretold
to make life bold you must at least say "hello"
You may think your blessed dear writers, with witty words
Setting here with whom you know as Fancy Fantasia
who tells you what she knows and will always know
Dear poets, you never know what may come to past
