Sleep With The Race

      "Sleep With The Race"




Sleep with the race in time's pace.

Speak before singing.

Walk after you crawl.

Stand tall, after a fall.

Listen for a birdcall.

In winded heartbreak.

Life is real and not fake.

So is death.

A beautiful finch sings its song.

Life's trail is short.

Not very long.

Rocks' cliffs above the oceans are heavy, not light.

Try to have sight.

Teething or bite.

It's impolite and not quite right.

Left and wrong.

Sing somebody else's song.

Don't be long.

Eat a knish and not bad fish.

Babies cry as old men die.

I wish I could fly.

The world has no font, only want.

It lets out a cry.

The universe's veracity is always its audacity.




By Jonathan Billet a.k.a. Captain Midnight