The Elite

We can take something

No, let’s make that “anything”

And make it elite

Material

I want for nothing

Well, except for all these things

I can buy online

Sometimes naps are bad

They leave you groggy and mean

This is a haiku

My passion burns bright

As I learn to use power

To create and heal

Who will save us now?

Nothing but an empty page

With no one to write

When you need guidance

Where is it that you turn to?

Can I look there too?

Karma will catch up

Stay the course and make mistakes

She will see the truth