Who Am I?

Who am I?
Well I reckon
I really do not know
Seems like I arrived on this planet
Eons ago
Sometimes it just makes me sigh
Other times it is one hellavuh show
Time fades quickly like a train
Slips away into the night

Who am I?
Well I reckon
I really do not know
Thoughts of past stations
Are just wasted memories
Which draw me away
From creating the
New station that is coming our way
For surely it is yet to be written

Who am I?
Well I reckon
I really do not know
Ah this is but illusion
With each passing station
Closer still I become
To be-ing infinitely connected
With the One


Note: Spelling, invented new words and other errors strictly intentional. Copywrite Eugene Veinotte all rights reserved

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