My mind is heavy, like dead weight.
Figuring out a plan to escape
to Nomadic lands and mystic realms.
Capturing moments like film.
Where does the wise man turn when feeling weak,
and the people need him to lead, speak?
Of higher learning and achievement.
My mind is at a transient limit.
Please, catch me if I fall,
push me if I stall,
and tell the world love trumps all.
Momentarily, I shall return.
Kimatni D. Rawlins
