The fire

The fire that is burning inside of me
Yet, I can't let it out
Like a gentle flower in a dirty pond
I am playing with a game that is
no long in fame
Still, like Bill Rodd,
I'm staying behind
While others screaming
It is me....it is me...
That was my dream
The water falling
from a crystal winter
A lawyer and his OCD wife
They live for their cat and dog
Still beneath the ocean
Billions of stories
have said over and over this path
This fire tonight
In the basement of a medical doctor
Life goes on
My neighbor, the CEO of our medical center
Snowshoeing......forever

This is my inner voice tonight

B. John