Fractured Time

 

                    Which way the wind blow                  the way to the sky

                                    And I have fallen to the ground

         Landing on all fours   like the Neanderthal      I desperately search

                                       The found territory for the sweet smell I know best  

The smell of the struggle to keep

           Keep the day as bright as can be

                                   Keep the particle of peace in the atom of our frustrated time

            Keep the sound sweet

      Sweet oh so sweet is the advent of summer          shoulders are bare   the hair

The hair is so long and free               out on the street         no work today

         find the romance                   the desire            the need      no one calls        

              for we are grown and have forgotten how to play  and be            

Dance the toil          pretend            only pretend             for we are not free           

                free on the bicycles are the children                      yell

Yell of the glory of brisk new days       to go and play     while the laborer toils

     Toil is we        freedom the desire       to         be        we are not 

            the toil and distraction       of the car   card      paper       our badge

                   appointment             forgot                     we wear    the forgotten

badge    forgotten is the free  but not the old agonizing trauma     that day in

            June      you lost your

                               sight                             as    we all did   when school

            was dismissed         

                                               forever

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