Voice Poem by Chas CCK

The hardest of anything to keep,
Any promise mild or steep.
If it would never reap,
Then given another chance to fall asleep.

Take a pace,
That's enough to chase.
Anything that won't lose face,
And nothing that will interlace.

Dreaming a world beyond veracity,
Something you can't grasp within your ability.
Contained not a trace of entity,
Without drawing a periphery and limiting the mobility.

Take stand on your ground,
Show them like a silken windhound.
Listen to the sounds and be astound,
Set free your audacity and be unbound.