I’m a house on wheels
on the highway of Hope
windows wide and happy
waving drapes in the wild wind
like flags of my ride
rushing through your dreams
Oh how I’ll burst those borders
where they screen believers
Make way for my walls
for they shelter my voice
I’m a house like no other
Tag: will
Ji(n)x
Let me stick that pen in my palm
Let its ink and blood mix
May a poem bring me calm
This line my med or my fix
Science
That you can’t hear it
doesn’t mean it is silent
That you can’t make sense of it
doesn’t mean it is meaningless
If it deafens you
don’t let it defines you
If it ignores you
keep going about
the science of you