RECONSTRUCTION

I refused to die twice

even though my fingers wer never cut off,

i refused to fall

despite the air i walk over

for terrors of yesterdays dissapearance

only shook foundations well laid

only if you had stayed..

alphabets born without origins,

sheltering down in my confused abode

yet member of the VIP,

i had built a castle

plasterd with thoughts

blooded with milk of a winded mind,

floating through every world of individual thoughts,

living in each house along the minds of extraordinary,

the philosophers shared my tea,

the children know my home,

but the future my fear is strange,

linking into every

like a bowl of rice grains,

but a world of different farms,

imprison me forever,

in freedoms cages

let my mind wonder

into each rainbow of  a colour

for all minds in my mind

all smiles in different corners...

all.. in two but many

my winded mind..

billowing  without a flag..

winds of minds...

a victim of magic.

freedoms prisoner..