Just A Day Poem by basil nesheiwat

basil is sitting thinking wanting to be a master of his universe, the world spins and lives are thrown out of place. The universe has many masters’ money, power of all sorts, pioneers, the will to survive.

The universe shakes, the mighty have fallen the proud have fallen the desperate and untamed travelers have fallen. Yet the perseverance and faceless youth strive to be heard weather it be foolishness or the will of some greater good.

The universe cries, youth have begun to fall, youth have begun to become the mighty, become the proud, become the desperate and untamed travelers seeking a new, free, and easy world. The universe cries.

The universe is angered, the blind see more clearly then the powerful, have more control then the masters, decide that venturing out for a new world is UNNECCESSARY. The universe has a plan.

The universe is now utterly back to the beginning showing the care giver peace and acceptance, love and respect, and showing basil that nothing can be taking for granted or that the will of man is in his own hands and nothing can change that.