The below poem is very close to how i feel nowdays, work, life, the world getting to me:
Sunshine on my pillow,
Tear stains on my sheet;
Another lonely night,
Another morning to greet.
Get up ... Go to work ...
Fight the bustling thong.
Another day ... Another dollar ...
It's gone on far too long!
I'm breaking out!
I'm breaking free!
I'm gonna bewhatever is me.
I'm going to love to love,
And hate to hate,
And leave my destiny
To a thing called fate.
Watch the flowers grow.
Watch the children touch.
Feel my soul grow wider.
And be so very much.
I'm breaking out!
I'm breaking free!
I'll live my lifegentle and easy.
I'll live with style,
And sing my songs
Loud and clear
To those bustling thongs.
And one of these days,
They'll break out, too,
And see the truth:
To be you is true.
By: Ron Carnell
2 comments:
I loved that poem. It really conveys very evocatively what one feels sometimes. Just to break free from the shackles life binds us with and be one with the birds that fly so free. Lovely!!!!!!!!!!
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