Strangest of Things Unseen

 the strangest of things unseen
 blend with the newness that spring brings
And i tap to bottomless beats
Where my sisters and brothers walk streets
The strangest of things take refuge on broken television screens
The strangest of things unseen reside in broke down trash can alleys
May the weak
The meek
The poor
The fat
The skinny
The broke down
Run down rags rise and be seen
Scream with voices unheard and unseen
Where once solitude reigned as king
Bellowing the battle of cry of freedom has captured solitude in a coup de tat.
The strangest of things unseen take hold in words yet read
They fight the things unseen
The strangest unseen things fire off in universes far beyond the way of the Milky
Where wars rage for peace
Where utopian ideals are preached
Where destinies are written in pages by tormenting Gods
Ah the things unseen
Like a Shakespearian comedy you plague our hearts so
Where the knife in the back is as lovely as the kiss on the cheek
For the weak and disbanded gather in mass
For their rightful return to take back what was lost centuries ago
Yes, the things unseen remain to the maybe
That maybe being an eventual return to light
To sound their voice
The strangest of things unseen
Blend with the newness that spring brings
And that is where doors open or close
And that is where the muse rests her tired bones