Tall tales
Set sail
Holy grail
Is a womb
the truth is
way beyond a tomb
Longing for room to widen my smile
all the while I do it in style
A Paper saviour
is a writer
a pen is only as good as its poet
I am a fighter
burning through my lines
spending my time
against the system
running through the curse in verse just resist them
smile it confuses people
from housing estates to church steeples
I let my words loose on the evil
this is how I get by
on do or die stanzas
looking for answers
In my soul
Feeding it smiles
while I have control
by Dan Hooks AKA Alienpoet