I strike out and I bring the world with me,
Discovering new worlds and ways to live —
I fight against those who won’t let me be
To prosper and to have enough to give.

My tulip fields spread out in red and gold
And prosper as I cultivate my land.
And you who have this feeling, strike out bold
And fearless — grasp onto the unseen hand

That guides those who can feel its touch enrich
And make aware. We all survive each season…



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Troy Camplin

Troy Camplin

I am the author of “Diaphysics” and the novel “Hear the Screams of the Butterfly.” I am a consultant, poet, playwright, novelist, and interdisciplinary scholar.