If I sit here and think too long
Allow these ramblings to take hold and do something
Other than meander off course,
I might actually give way
Actually remember,
I'm still alive!
Not toast, yet
Charred with remains of what used to supple and reasonably sweet
Though you might not know that
From my recent discourse,
Self- absorbed sniveling
Sliding towards trepidation's realm
That perverted comfort zone
We all find ourselves in from time to time,
More often than not, if the truth be told
And we are all about truth, right?

You bring to my life
An awareness
I knew for so long but let lift to the heavens on a very soft cloud,
Folded under the blindfold of just getting along
Pushed behind the aroma of living and free,
And aren't we all?
These bars, no one sold them
No gun to my head, yet they're here, blocking my view
And why?
When we live in the land of the free
What have I done to this reason for living,
I need to wake up
Stand up,
Charge me with treason for waiting
Give me a reason
Take my hand
With you, I'll remember
Kick-start our genesis,
Careful and strong, we'll see …

07/04/2008

Posted on 07/05/2008
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