The Mechanism

trapped in a snare captivated by the glare a primitive trap its clear the startle from a borrowed gesture provoked the out gunned deer trespassing all fear the perch on the measure of a wire hovering the dawn of a fighter conviction is the large leaps belief the hesitant small steps slumber holds every wonder keeps your eyes on the prize hope is still the promise beating rain from the sky bliss performs a final trick now yellow bricks are only bricks cannot choose a side constitutes a place to abide self preservation yields an action ambivalent to strife the cowardly deceit a willing disguise once upon a time begins again, and despite feeds the hand of despair narrows the mind bleeds what remains slowly carves a heart in vain free to balance a chain the high price of pain renders a perpetual device incapable of compromise push back or die swallow the vile be the end to denial nothing is final the fire inside struggle rises beyond rubble shines for a reluctant fighter captivated by the glare trapped in a snare Terry Darcy-Ryan