Collimate

Vultures circle over head
As these dried up bones sit motionless
Waiting for life to be brought back to them

Components, not in sync
Future, out of focus
Daily in funeral clothes, like walking dead

Surroundings, in disarray
Morale, out of stock
Yet heart keeps beating
Like the thump of a drum

Time not expired
No more to waste
Internal search
In need of change

Must collimate the body
Mind heart and spine
All thoughts progressive
Filled with passion, and not afraid

So now you sit
Wheels spinning on the printing press
That is formed between mind and hand
As the ink hits paper
We write a new story

The stars aligned
And dreams become clear
Take a look through the scope, and see big things coming your way



Credits
Writer(s): Zach Tilton
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