Musing from President’s Day..
Give me this mistake,
You are the mystery,
Hidden, from me.
Tell me the great lakes,
Tell me when they are greater,
Tell me when they say Savior,
Cause reckless is soon,
Soon to be near,
If I was a mountain I would
Snowboard to,
Down and out,
For the gold in red,
For the panthers of junior
High, to the raw on the screen,
To the ripped shape of your
Face.
I am the hero, soon,
I need to leave this place.
Tell me the stories you told
Once, when love was the punch.
I am a fighter, fighting for you.
Peace is the hardest to keep,
The worst to regret,
Cause I am crazy when I am
Not safe,
And safety, well you call
It something else.
Name me a name I won’t forget,
That day is coming to,
When this forehead has no more
Sweat, no more regret,
No more reasons to not
List,
What’s this name,
Is it the president,
Is this his day?
Cause nothing compares to You,
The leader of All,
The source of All,
The one that has crazy plans
For me.
THE RUCKUS JOURNAL 