Beautiful Beginning By Jasen Sousa
Beautiful Beginning
This is the end
of the journey inside
my mind. Along the way blue jays
have sung while they bathed
in water fountains along outer roads
of my mind
blooming with florescent flowers.
In this mind
drugs are not for sale, there is no jail,
no bail, no reason
to commit crimes.
There are no cops, no glocks, no gun shots,
my imagination
leaped out of my mind.
There are no ghettos, no hoods, no poverty,
no broken down
homes, no block brawls, no gang graffiti on walls
of abandoned buildings, no parents at wakes crying over
their children. This is a beautiful beginning
where there is no jealousy,
no revenge, no need for killing.
Taken From
A Mosaic of My Mind By Jasen Sousa (Written at age 24)
©
This is the end
of the journey inside
my mind. Along the way blue jays
have sung while they bathed
in water fountains along outer roads
of my mind
blooming with florescent flowers.
In this mind
drugs are not for sale, there is no jail,
no bail, no reason
to commit crimes.
There are no cops, no glocks, no gun shots,
my imagination
leaped out of my mind.
There are no ghettos, no hoods, no poverty,
no broken down
homes, no block brawls, no gang graffiti on walls
of abandoned buildings, no parents at wakes crying over
their children. This is a beautiful beginning
where there is no jealousy,
no revenge, no need for killing.
Taken From
A Mosaic of My Mind By Jasen Sousa (Written at age 24)
©