One Step
One Step
As I sit up late at night once again
I contemplate ideas to express amongst women and men
should they be spiritual, religious, or maybe romantic
so few ideas, so many subjects to take my pick
yet being indecisive just makes me sick
so I choose all the subjects, just write what I feel
I create and invent ideas like the wheel
all sorts of thoughts flood into my head
I’m lucky to be alive and not dead
these thoughts are all kinds of emotions
wildly swelling like the waves in the oceans
happiness, sadness, anger and love
they are too hot to handle so grab a glove
to control the passion I install in each verse
you might end up dead so bring along a hearse
don’t underestimate the power of a poem
I hope to have one someday written in stone
then I’d be like E.T. and just phone home
take my soul away and I’m left alone
for now I’ll stay on Earth where my skills are shown
once I start writing poetry my surroundings turn gray
it was around midnight when I started writing away
now it’s 6 am and the suns rising to begin the day
so I let my brain settle as I see the first ray…….
But as hard as I try I don’t think I can stop
my mind won’t let me until I get to the top
like I’m playing poker and I’m waiting for the flop
I stay cool and play it safe like a cop
take it one step at a time, that’s what life’s all about
but for now I’ll sleep cuz my laptop’s battery has run out……