The Grace Of God The sun, Hidden behind the blanket of the suttle, dark…
Trippy Dreams
I float like zero gravity
Drop down like pennies
When I hit the ground
They call me human concrete
When I go to sleep
My pillows hug my head
I called my a pillow a creep
She responds” You could’ve been dead”
I heard a boom out my window
When I looked out
There were two exaggerating crying cars
I asked what’s wrong?
They yelled to me…
“ Crash game too strong”
I told them “you’re two big babies “
One said
“I’m not what I see”
I asked” what does that mean?”
The other car said
“ You’re the real big baby!”
I Woke up this morning
And reawlized
This was nothing but a dream
Similar to Martin Luther King
When he wanted people
To come together as a team.
By: D.S.