Cryin and Willin
CRYIN AND WILLIN
life of desperation he said, oh why,
We let life float through the sky,
We momentarily cry,
Then make it all better with a lie,
There is a time and season he said, oh why,
for reaping and sewing,
Which am I doing, am I willin,
Or is all I can do is keep cryin,
It passes me as fantasies do,
A vacuum sucks my spirit through,
It was not, meant to be,
Again, again, yes, again I see,
A life of desperation, truly I see,
Even when you were crying and willin,
the skittish bird flailing away was me,
I though a predator may be killin,
Now I sigh, a life fulfilling,
Gone, and desperation again my song,
Yes, you were cryin and willin,
Where you have faded, really is the season gone?
Has it again past,
Alas.
James Kirk-Wiggins ©
References
Ordinary Moments of Grace “A time to sow and a time to reap” https://goo.gl/bqkIZz N.p., 2017. Web. 18 Mar. 2017.
“The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation"1124. Henry David Thoreau (1817-62). Respectfully Quoted: A Dictionary Of Quotations. 1989". Bartleby.com. N.p., 2017. Web. 18 Mar. 2017.
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