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The Chronicles of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 3 Softer
Run here
Workout there
Take a whole wad of hair
Smack it on your knee
All command given to me
Now please give me less
Now after I have done all the rest
There are less and less
As tomorrows fly by
So high in the sky
So high I cannot reach
Wishing someone teach
Me to touch the stars, Iest I die
And be grounded... never thought how to fly
Because I've always been kept in this cage
As i build up more rage
Yet less commands they are soft now
Sometimes I ask how
Yet i lay in the ranks lay in the cage
Lay in wait
Open the cage...remove.. wait
No commands, let the beast out
I know it won't happen, but maybe there's doubt
But if one day
It could get out and get away...no
Not today
not today though... though i lay in wait
Wishing to clean the slate
If i start new
Then rage would take over, and a red hue
Would emerge and take over my sight
I would let it out happily
But i will not let
This stage be set
I will keep all feelings in
For now..
Outside I think of this...
Softer I must let.. I must never let it out
poem
by
David Knox
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