It’s just me.
This stage.
Not a single mic stand.
A loud voice widening your ears for a minute,
Or every second left one might have.
Only 24 hours in a day,
You and I don’t have that many!
But,
With all that’s in my mind?
Man,
I imagine I’d need more to be wise with my pennies.
A cost I am willing to pay off by giving out my own two cents,
But,
Even if there’s plenty!
Some won’t ever bother sweating over reaching for one.
Too copper for a “golden child” sweeping their crumbs,
Under a rug stinking up the,
Glass house they’ve built for their inner child…
Just Him?

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