High From The Vapors – Day 77, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Hopping from one open mic to the next as the holidays arrive,
You’ll meet so many others looking for the same high.
Not from a drug.
Not from a drink nor attention from anyone!
But,
A dream.
A dream we imagine from the second we open our eyes,
To and throughout every hour we’re asleep…
The kind of high most are too afraid to reach…

An innocence we’re all in dire need of,
But,
Sadly enough,
You’ll find a mass of people with their feet up,
And,
A bowl of chips for the music and movies from celebrities they freeze up!
For…

A course we must all ride through whether or not we pass or fail.
A school of hard-knocks we were forced into against our will,
By forces who lay behind a veil,
Of propaganda testing our discernment.
Our faith for that firmament above us regardless if we take heed to the sermon,
Of peace,
Love,
And,
Prosperity…

Either way,
We dream!
No matter how long it takes to spawn it into our broken realities.
As a nod to one another’s plight.
As a death-defying jab to the façade!
This Devil-ridden world He will never seize no matter his flailing might.
As we get high!
By the vapors of paint we place on the canvas of our dear,
Dear minds…