Worlds Within Me

by Zachary A. Horn

I have things to say,
Which words cannot convey.

Worlds within me,
Dancing,
Needing life,
I cannot breathe.

Life as it would be,
Could be,
Should be.

If I can but speak the words,
That embody the ideals,
Then I’ll save the world.

I need a mystic chant,
An alchemy of nouns,
Pronouns,
And agitating adjectives.

They found me,
I found them.

We need a rhythm,
A rhyme,
Something that sways.

A hypnotic chant,
A rousing speech,
A argument that cannot be denied.

I have things to say,
Which words cannot convey.

Worlds within me,
Dancing,
Needing life,
I cannot breathe.

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