This word
With so few meanings
Yet one specific
Get me leaning
Towards productivity
In the early morning hours
When all is not lost
But is yet to be gained
I have
Initiative
To lay claim
To the day ahead
Initiative
Reply
Behold
A moment ago
Behold
The future
Has arrived
One moment
At a time
Go Far
Go far and wide
The one I have made
With strokes
Passing
From the evening parade
I have an idea
That only can be made in time
Passing the pen through
The line
Build and Go
Build up
Let down
Going around
The merry go round
In a place
Far from my hometown
I hope to see a sunrise
I hope to take in the sunset
All the build
When all you have to do
Is let
Go
Can I Help
Can I help
When I can barely
Help myself
Worth noting
That it can’t be anyone else
Who can give the help
From my own hands
Lent for a day
Of finding friends
Before the Dawn
Before we rise
To full consciousness
There is a moment
Of deep slumber
Recovery of the moment
In it’s darkest places
So we take respite
In a new day
On the way
Now and Then
A bit more
Could lead to a bit less
Focus
On the right details
None the less
On a desert night
With an open sky
I lift my hopes
Up high
The Daily Stew
This news
Is nothing new
We just should have knew
That politics and corruption
Is all part of the stew
That these posers brew
In the private of lives
They steal the stars from the sky
But what do I know
I have no job
Nowhere to go
Just an itch to write
I am for truth
But rather write what I simply know
In Time
In time we grow
In time we can understand
In time we hope
We can return
To what we had planned
But in time it will be
Not today
Or tomorrow
But sometime soon
From the Few
From the few
A new start
A new expectation
To take apart
From the old hopes
Of yesterday
