Last Gasp

Conjoined at the brain, bound at the hip Two halves of one heart as we skip a beat Inhale and exhale, though happy or sad Reliving content days we never had Roots planted firmly in gail force winds Not breaking, but bent by futile beginnings Crooked, but growing from much needed rain One sided, outranking the undeserved pain Screaming and shouting, silently led astray Deafening whispers while breath wastes away Struggling for air amidst hurricane wrath The end is in sight, we’ve chosen our path Compassion while hoping that mercy is shown Air lifted when sand or snowstorms blow A vacuum absorbing ill fated defeat Bloated paranoia swept from its feet Balloon shaped, soaring on wings with a song Two wind chimes hitching a ride all along Winds of change will sing of a tale Of a sail filled with wind or a wind filled sail That brought to shore a limitless supply Of peace and wisdom and undying pride Floating on loveboats brought in by the tide