Poetry

Lead Us Home

February 7, 2009

I’ve given enough thought to this
these bigger pieces of little bits
lodged in evening’s wings
facing midnight fists

I swear, no path is ever safe
I’ll never believe the words I say
because more often I speak what I fear
and fall in love with all I hate

I’ve tried hard enough to finally give up
with ten thousand times as half the sum
but giving up was never an option
even when fire was almost gone

So fight onward into the ocean’s depth
where the dark and hungry are all that’s left
wait for the heavier savior to finally come
to offer up the winds that will someday take us home

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