
Scrawled in history,
engraved into memory,
the human footprint.

Scrawled in history,
engraved into memory,
the human footprint.

The street smart artist—
soul on lowly alleyways;
body in high-rise.

Looks down from above,
smiles at lake below—contained;
from above, smile clouds.

Turn away my friend—
the world’s selectively blind;
ignore ignorance.

Into roaring sky—
as a fly, fly away friend,
free yourself from ties.