Something There Poem by Vladislav Martynovitch

Something There
Something to say,
Someone to speak:
Here is May -
Might is a Stick,

Must is to have
To of "you could":
Try to be brave -
Coward means Mood! ..

Distance to jump:
What if right now
Air is dump,
Soil - after Plow

Sea - after Milk
Way of it passed;
Left before Blink
What was amassed! ..

Life is a Core,
Death is a Shell -
Water them more,
Waitingly spell,

Prayingly curse,
Blessingly swear:
Crazy? - Of course!
Wisdom is there…