Thinker Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Each time I fantasize
I grab all weights
With the tip of my glove
And my eyes sees,
Through the dark galaxies.

I turn minds into birds
Mine into jets
Stretching gravity
Swimming in the sky…
In fact, I do everything.

In my imaginations
I walk through its walls
To the end of my choice
Where, gates have no fence
And nonsense has a sense..

Each time I fantasize
I don't create obstacles
To impede my abilities
In an unlimited world
Of possible impossibilities.