In anticipation of POTUS 47’s “big announcement”…
The Unfixed Flame
Let no decree declare the mind askew,
Whose stars align in constellations rare.
The world is wide, and thought has colours too –
Not all must march in lockstep with greatest care.
What some would mend, we name as sacred fire:
A pulse of insight, fierce and uncontained.
The diff’rent child, the stimming, bright desire
Not broken, but uniquely unrestrained.
Their art is not a puzzle to be solved,
But living script that dances off the page.
In every echo, brilliance is evolved,
A different drum, a deeper kind of sage.
So let no power claim what must be cured;
The flame of difference is to be endured.
Wondering Pilgrim 