I'm Higher Than Dreams Poem by Ari Alsio

Sing the four walls of the house.
has been called the woman.
I'm higher than dreams,
I have wings sheer grit.
brother came to the joys of lovemaking,
love affair had just bid farewell to friend
the only obligation what the father did,

I have never smoked
hand caressed
in the shadow of women seats
which does not tell the story of the village,
I guess I was told lies about cities?

The smile of pure gum
human life is changing now,
for us, all the power
why it is a bad world of the poor.