Blink
Darting restlessly in the outspoken noises
With a quotidian to accomplish everyday
Stumbling continuing to the next spot
It started with an I and ended with a T
With a melody and a pungent aroma it sung
Notes fixed onto the blank mind
Whisking vibrations through the lung
The words carry on an endless ride
Visionaries concepts stored beneath stages
The pages are filled with sacred ink
To think
Now we are seeing those golden ages
As sages often cant see
For they simply blink
(An I for a T)
Darting restlessly in the outspoken noises
With a quotidian to accomplish everyday
Stumbling continuing to the next spot
It started with an I and ended with a T
With a melody and a pungent aroma it sung
Notes fixed onto the blank mind
Whisking vibrations through the lung
The words carry on an endless ride
Visionaries concepts stored beneath stages
The pages are filled with sacred ink
To think
Now we are seeing those golden ages
As sages often cant see
For they simply blink
(An I for a T)
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