Idle Time Poem by Steve Wilkins

keep a clear mind, jus write, let the world know how you feel. as you see it let it flow, may your fingertips be your wheels. your engine, your mind, fine tuned to pure perfection, your heart may steer you off, but you'll soon make the right selection. i write therefore i am, everything i speaks my truth, within these lines my sanctuary, my fortress of solitude. my life is my own and no other shall dare not take, no words, no whips, nor raging gun will ever make me break. i am but one, no more, no less, accept me for who i am, for when my sun bows down to the moon, never 1 will i be again. This world is my playground, from glorious mountains to timid streams, and if you let these moments pass you too become a memory. may wealth consume your nature, physically as well as mental, for we're all as bright as the diamonds in the night, so may your inner star 4ever shine true.