Question:
A Poem. Opinion?
Out of Nowhere
There is us.
The nobodies.
The nowheres' peoples, speaking?
We paint ourselves
afresh here.
Under an SUV's tire,
we invent new words to go with that old tune.
We write here.
We right here.
Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
Great dreams fill my mind with wonder.
Am I right in all my blunders?
The lights they shine Amber and red
Inside the the van small mummers said
Words of love and days gone bye
This final breath only a sigh.
A story told; A story done.
Across the Styx now travels one.