Somewhere

I Know that I am suppose to be somewhere but not here I know that I am supposed to be somewhere far away from here My tears cannot flow and my body cannot grow, my hands are stiff My thoughts are exploding and there is no space to contain this wealth of knowledge that is overflowing. I looked at the tree across the street but there was nothing to eat Except for a hard star apple clenched tightly to the limb. It has been there from last spring but all the moisture has dried out of it but still it has not fallen into the wretched ditch and the men shaving wood in dusty clothes speaking on top of their voices and uttering strange sounds. They don’t know no how to talk and they don’t know how to walk And the dull machine sitting on its heel making music at high altitude If you listen carefully there is a solemn message embedded in the sound The type of music that would make you wants to frown, you don’t hear Quite often except for when you are in between two layers of something And a kind of writhing rhythm is beckoning within. I look up at the sky and everything was clear and the clouds were Rolling on making way for the unscripted song; my side was clear but the other side was telling me to be aware. The sun peeps out its eye and disappear underneath the forbidden sky the eagle soar with all its glory and wrapping its wings all around me so I felt secure while destiny waits for me at the door. I know that I am supposed to be somewhere but not here. I have waited for you for so long to help me complete this unbridled song, I have the lyrics, I have the rhythm but the tune is walking around without shoes. I don’t know soon I will launch and I have to take my cue from the lark I know I am supposed to be somewhere because I have so much to share My spirit is yearning for more and time is knocking on my door I am deprived of fresh air and this suffocation has been going on for many years. The mosquitoes are feeding on my flesh and I am almost out of breath. It is this downtrodden feeling I get when you are not around The feeling of emptiness and longingness that is crawling all over my flesh but hope kept smiling at me and dragging me to my destiny. I know that I am suppose to be somewhere but not here I know that I am supposed to be somewhere and I am waiting for you to come and take me there.