Promise

A promise unkept
Is not one that’s dead
It is, in fact, just a little unfed
But now this promise is one I shall keep
For I want to excel at my task with bounds and with leaps
So now my dear friend I ask for your help
Reach inside of yourself and give me something to make my brain melt
“Why my brain?” you may ask
So that I can remold it to make this “talent” last
So that I can keep my promise to make a good “read”
And be the object that gives way to seeds
Of inspiration
And not fear that I lack motivation
So here my friend is my promise to you
I hope you like it, one of the few