Stairs

Silent I was

Deep, dull and dark.

Born with no rush

Slow, shy and sharp.

I could just

Read, write and think.

World of my lust

Books, blogs and blink.

For what I seek

For what I need

Striving is not the peak

But my salvation indeed.

Able to feel

Those words, works and world;

Wished to drill

Always with my bird.

Growing at my hood

Home, Happy and Hold.

Even with my knighthood

Strive more of I could.

Say who I was not

Bold, bald and Burk.

Tanning with that knot

Ship, shrimp and a shark.

Yes I cannot rise for

Reborn, rejoice and spark.

Stay near that shore

Bore that piles of work.

I did what I was told

Type, print and present;

Whole of my gold

Every seconds of that.

There is no a day

I tried to cry

For everything I pray

If I can change before I die.