An innocent glance, terms dropped here and there,
Opening the eyes of the blind..
Asking of those, that have put in the time,
Questions of a curious mind.
Some may turn out to be judgmental,
Some may not ever freely see,
The questions are those of one that belongs,
A soul that only seeks to be free.
A twist, turn or loss of the shackles,
That Societal norms always seek to impose,
Preventing free thinking, or the chasing of dreams,
Left far behind for those few in the know.
The result could be a life filled with wonder,
Heart, Mind, Soul now set free to explore.
A world to discover, sometime dreams DO come true,
Chase after them is all I implore.
Few there are now that are brave enough,
To reach from the safe and the known.
They hide their true selves, become only what's seen,
Hiding behind all they've ever truly shown..
Dom
12/14/2025