a moments peace is all i wanted
a brief time of quiet amidst the noise
to breath in deeply and feel calm
to breath out loosely and feel no drama
to let go that which is tightly wound
in me, deep inside,
i don’t know why i cried just now
i care too much to not care at all
now that we exist in this world fallen
broken things, worn out and old
nothing left to sell
no water in my well
no breath in my lungs,
no tears in my eyes,
i’ve gone so dry these days
dry and parched, like walking
in the desert sun.
forty days? forty nights?
been there done that,
that was a story about a stroll
try forty years, try fifty,
keep going son,
your time in the sun is here and now
the field has been ploughed,
the seeds planted,
i’ll do the watering from now on son,
you can stop crying,
salting the earth now lad,
everything else was just a fad,
a passing thing and long gone too,
it’s your time in the sun now son,
look up child, i’m your dad.
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