Outside the Box

No more torn bandages on infected thoughts Constantly searching for brevity and promise Dogs of war sounding trumpets to march Missions mocking the sound judgements of peace Digging into safe silence and days of thunder Casting the wish across a pond looking for ripples Waiting for the sun and the return of my freedom Magic and morality,misguided mantras Useless work passed on from generation to generation How do you fill the void, loosen the pull on the people