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.