Dreamt Strange Poem by Floy Dy Ra Aka Floyd Floydson

Where is thy heaven
is thy tent
where lives your I
in this world, lent?

When does your life
lives this way
during no longer
stand yourself in the way?

What does your heart
when you give it to another
what really keeps you
from listening an euphoric love?

What do you think about this life
and were your own life is
and where will you sleep and dream
at the end?

Why thou not have
thy what and when at last
you are somewhere in the spirit
as long as there is enough for you?

Why you are still lying -
at yourself - understanding thyself
when you learn to understand
how thy alien can be?

Why is thy neighbor
not yet thy friend?
You are not really different
from any other, only unknown -
like dreamt strange - for a moment?

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© Floy Dy Ra,06.14.2015