prisoner of the red lights.
dreams daily of setting himself free.
(too many people, not enough humans,
the streets are war zones, anyway)
one day he will.
it will be glorious to feel.
keep moving forward, and in time,
things can heal.

(so they say and so he prays, in awareness of the "ravaged within" state.)

he says,
"as far away from "the everyone's" as possible, please
all the chaos and careless, brought me to my broken and beleaguered knees"...

"but in the end I'll stand tall and silent, transcendent
as majestic, with meaning, as the ever present trees"...

that surround us all, but you sometimes have to wonder
does anyone notice, does anyone see?

just another prisoner of the red lights.
secretly  dreaming,
another life, "meant to be"

1 june 2018 ringwald love.