Downtown uptown alleys dreamed up to fine blue sky..
A freedom locked in place called home.. A voice true utters why.. externalized a special prize something of the soul..
I come free easy with respect like poems like rock and roll..
Turn you left turn you right jump across your sky.. dreams like clouds true and proud.. inside child you know why..
Mature? ‘why sure’ a drunkard pure with nothing seen to fear.. ‘I only want to utter words true while my soul is here’..
‘Yes refrain from pain’ said I.. for pain is done in time.. ‘true addicted sweet relief I find in song.. in rhyme’..
Here a beat man tap your feet dance your wicked own.. child of beauty grow to soul of living blood and bone.. tell me of your expectations.. speak of how let down.. tell me of that memory in time of some dark frown..
Beckon there the second shared strange wonders found so rare.. when lies decry a waste of time.. true path will find you there..
Your life to give to care..
©AC.30 Aug 2018.arr././