Just A Thought

Can I travel on a thought?
Can I be carried away, out of the chains that bind the mind's inhabitants?
I'd be so far away from here, from now
I'd sit with Einstein and Freud and Cushing and Sinatra and Shakespeare and Homer and Washington
I'd talk with them, they'd teach me lessons, and they'd learn some too.
I'd go to the stars, to the center of an atom
I'd watch the sunset from your beating heart
Maybe dream in the arms of a lover
Then wake up to those dreams in my eyes
Where is the value of a glorious collection of thoughts?
Can a thought build a house?
Can it feed a mouth?
Can it bring love to the lonely?
I feel a border placed around my soul
One that I can't pass, jump, sneak through, get around
It separates my internal being
Which is all I really am
From what have been deemed the necessities of the world we all live in
Money
Status
A very specific education
Criss-cross paths that have been drawn by a lucky few
Now we all have to follow them
What about the areas in between?
I want to see them for myself
You can tell me all you want about them, but I am a visual learner
A tactile learner
I won't be satisfied with just the rails on a track
Why is that all that matters?
How can a penny be worth more than a human spirit?
I guess it's just a thought.