Knocking on doors
Wondering if anyone cares
My umbrealla flipping and my mind going with it
The rain mists my face
The clip board chained and anchored to my arm
Slam slam, waves against a ship
A belief system as small as a skiff
No no no, I'm living beyond my means
Besides I don't really care
Don't bother coming back
I care, isn't this an awful state of affairs
I will be there tell me when and where
Here have a glass of water and be off with you
Dear Yess,
ReplyDelete'Tis all but a test,
Training grounds for the
Next set of debates
Where lots will listen
And a handful will
Even understand;
So when they say no,
Slam doors in your face,
Remember: some day
We'll run this fucking place,
And we'll just say yes.
Hope things are going well for you out there and that you keep posting when you're on your journey.
B