Tuesday, August 27, 2013

BRING ME A LITTLE WATER

all I've learned

stands me in no stead


this much is done

but look what lies ahead


every past glory

is another chain holding you down


and all you'll do is add links

unless you break that chain


at its weakest link...

ego...your ego...my ego...


this identity we lock ourselves in

until we slip the shackles


and run like hell through the blue

morning mists of Master's preserve...


every hound of earth in pursuit...





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