I’m late
Again
It what for
Who knows
The time flies
And my mind goes
I’m late
Again
It what for
Who knows
The time flies
And my mind goes
Concept
From start to finish
Will take you from
Home to alone
And back
So choose with
Perfection the path
Of direction
Of your life
Until the now
Of this moment
What have we been
Over the nights
And flights
Of our lives
So I know I am better now
To let go
Of what was
Already gone
Can you hear
The words you speak
Rather than speak over
And over
The same def tone
Repeat
So hold on to the fear
Of being wrong
Being in the moment
Of trying again
Was it me
Or some joke
That was made
In half tone
Underwritten
By the force
Of the moment
I hope not
To take it back would
Be over
So let it go
And take the next
Moment
The next time
I try to find
The lies
And the knowing
Of time
Where the beach grass bends
Under the summer wind
I hope to take in these moments
Every whim
The flowers
From the sea
To the land
Of hope
I see flowers
And that is the hope
That it gives
Me
To follow
Is to surrender
The ideas
Of the mind
To a hope
Of another mind
And to take
The ultimate risk
Of no freedom
What risks
Are we taking
Do you practice
Participation
On a day
When you feel nauseated
From the stir
Of the world
Practice patience
In the face of adversity
Upon the word
Have hope in the ritual
Of life
That it brings us everyday
Light and the hope
Of another sun
May I ask a
Question
To the best of my
Knowledge
What happened to
The planet
And the people
In the most
Regardless fashion
We have become
What we have feared
To this day
I fear where
We are headed