Dedicated to Tatu Mike

 While writing to right wrongs

                   I’ve written

Sittin Back, I’ve sat back with my seatback and tray table upright all night

                                              Red eye international flight

Heights I’ve reached high

                                    I’ve said hi to hell low

Action in noun

                            The verb is to flow

Traveling, I’ve traveled my travels

                                                     Revealing what raveling unravels

Self, by myself but stealth

                               Like wealth in health

Kept creepin with my keep

              Keepin on

So long have I longed for belonging

                                                                    Belonging becomes longing before long.