Today i tossed a coin in a strangers bowl
A coin worth a few words
Words worth wings
Wings to fly away
Away to a better life
A life that dreams are made of
Dreams that time has made jest of
But certainly destiny will paint soon and set on a pedestal

I watched it spin as it hit the bowl of his soul
I felt the heat from the light that lit his face
Indeed i felt pleased when he packed his mat of grief
A miracle has just been performed

Silver or gold i have none
But a pocket full of words
Moulded into a key
To unfasten the chains that held your dreams bound
And cut the straps that paired you to your Siamese twin, despair

Syllables you herd but miracles i saw
Like “yes we can”
And “i have a dream”
Someday il add mine to the list.



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