One Day
One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful One day I will be useful
One day I will be the sand to stretch transparent water miles out to sea One day I will be the moss on the trees that plays an infallible role to the health of the forest. One day I will be the bloodhound who hunts enough game to provide for his starving master. One day I will be the bloodhound to enclose master’s child in a furry barricade of love. One day I will be the howling gust that suffocates a lighter from sparking a fag. One day I will be the “right guy” to turn a impoverished musician to the right producer.
One day I will be the hummingbird that pollinates his perfect flower One day I will be the him to light her world with his perfect; her favorite flower.
Today is not this day. Nor tomorrow. But…
One day.
















