As waves crash on the seashore,

A boat goes about lost,

I'am lost in wonder,

What is the cause of this storm?

Tiny men call for help,

One in love, another in pain,

One in happiness, another in anger,

One in wonder, another in vain.

They all yell,

"Stop the storm, you had begun!"

I run away from their sight,

Rushing to find a happier place.

As I settle upon a piece of land,

Many people point,

Looking here and there,

I grown enraged.

All jump on the highest mountains and buildings,

They Yell,

"You have caused us all trouble,

You are no longer welcome.

Leave."

I run awa from all existance,

I lock myself in a dungeon,

I cry and cry,

Because of what I had done.

Light begins to peek through,

I glimpse to see it's source,

An outstrecthed hand and a light road,

Not yet began. 

Someone love's me,

Someone care's for me.

In return I will show that

I too can love and care

With only time to spare.

NYC, USA 4:19 PM June 17,2014