The City ( 1st new work of 2014)
Hidden far away from home.
Chained to chaos.
Moving only two feet at a time.
Why so small in a world so big?
Running from the city without pain to self or others; almost nil.
No breath, blind, convulsing, blood boiling, slave to the land, free will is lost.
Acceptance and sight does not yield the answers of the feelings of terror.
Terror in the middle of openness.
The explorer is but a ghost now.
Dreams of far off lands pale.
If escape is possible, then it will be done staring death in the face and screaming with the force of a warrior.
Chained to chaos.
Moving only two feet at a time.
Why so small in a world so big?
Running from the city without pain to self or others; almost nil.
No breath, blind, convulsing, blood boiling, slave to the land, free will is lost.
Acceptance and sight does not yield the answers of the feelings of terror.
Terror in the middle of openness.
The explorer is but a ghost now.
Dreams of far off lands pale.
If escape is possible, then it will be done staring death in the face and screaming with the force of a warrior.