Pick up stix
Seven, eight
Don’t be late
Do you ever wish to run
Run
Run
Run
Run
Run
Run Forest
Run
Do you ever feel alone
Do you ever cry
Moan
Do you ever wet your bed
With the hair upon your head
After showering
In hot steam
Pleading with it
To douse your pain
Do you
Do you
Wish for a different life
Or wished you did
The one you reside,
Differently
Do you think
Once you were
An Indian running free
Upon the land
Not Taxed by this
Or stressed for that
Where the breeze ran through your mane
While earth’s polyps kept you tame
Does your mind ever go so FAST
You have no fucking clue
What thought you sensed last
Do you ever think
You are the only one
Who has ever gone through
What you have begun
Do you ever think to stop & be
On the street bench
Named
Sit & Relax
Gaping the birds lair
Heeding the water
Permitting peace to
Beat
Beat
Beat
Within your heart
Do you ever reflect
On the poor friend
Sister
Mother
You have been
Or how you have not seen
A promise through the end
Do you ever sleep helpless
And wake up hot
In the day
Longing, learning, dreaming
Your dream takes you
Up
UP
Away
You drift
Does reality ever slap you
In disgrace
And don’t you ever revel
Upon finishing the race
Do you ever
Feel so sad
About the time you wasted
And for the moment
You did not hug your dad
With your words
With your love
I’d go back and do
What I did not know before for
To fix it
Mend it
Sew
Forever more
I could say
I did the most I could do
To this day
I never settled
Or
Lead astray
I am doing it
On the
6th Day