Rend the peace
with a poor boys trumpet
and catch the listeners unaware
play a soul full opportune
through all the noise and racket
let in some air, swing the notes
strewn inside your jacket

an isle mans market
for a cobblers trade
a poets words
and a prophets claim
a beggars map
in a homeless glade

tell a story
of twofold and despair
make a wish of dreams
in a game of truth and dare
follow a sprite profound, sincere
in hope and trust
not just yet
all is not as it seems