Your inner perception,
I perceive,
Varies like the winds speed
In a desert,
In the wilderness,
In stormy snowy environment
You perceive
In the quietude of the distant
Depth of your mind,
A talent latent, unexplored,
You feel lured
But I’ m an adamant donkey,
Barking like a dog,
At the wrong floor

Yes you alone perceive the sense of admiration,
A view you alone do take,
But alas my fate is a drowning one,
A ship at bay, like the Titanic.

Wait, stop, and see it’s sunk…