the ability

What has rested inside

has grown reckless and tried

encased, enclosed, an enigma a lie

with a crack that’s timed

it escapes like crime

what seems is weak

is fierce with pride

the light flickers

its bright

it streaks its eyes

It peeks, it squeaks

It takes its time

Its meek its blind

With an untested mind

It fends and blends

Within a congested line

At the end it waits

Resting just fine

Unknown to what awaits

At the head of the line

Each step is timed

With breathe and sigh

The depth is crept

Each step is mimed

It steps and frets

The head of the line

It sweats and sweats

And lets a sigh

Still unknown

To the test of time

Now second in line

It meets its time

The edge appears

To him and I

I can’t stress

The importance

That rests inside

Its fate’s innate

And must be tried

I wait and wait

Stone faced and writhe

Till it lifts its head

And leapt with pride

Oh no! oh no!

Please don’t I cry

It sinks! It sinks

The brink of time

Still sinking

I think

Of the unknown mind

The family the friends

The knowledge of time

Youth and freedom

The feeling sublime

Love and lust

The breakups

The nine

The world,

Discovery

And untapped minds

Language, drugs

Respect and crime

Alone

 Together

Entangled in twine

Creation

Destruction

Passion and rhyme

Old age

Death

The test of time

All this passes

In the blink of an eye

But wait! Oh wait

A marvellous cry

It spreads its wings

And learns to fly

It soars and roars

Throughout the sky

Rising

Gliding

Flying so high

It flys on by

And meets my eye

And I think to I

It’ll do just fine!