Saturday, November 16, 2013

Golden One

Broken down, holding back
knowing its all something that cannot be
better, worse, trails of self doubt
cannot hold in my sounds of uncertainty
bold bold bold, come on now
feel through the forrest, push off those trunks
move forward, cut through the cover
the trees must end, the jungle must subside
there is a path, someone has been here before
maybe they are at the other end
what is there cannot be guessed
i dont want to know, i push on
so many times have i seen a shortcut
each time trials of worth
each broken moment
i forced my heart to shrink
it beats against me
like a fist, fighting
less to fear when you are strong
betrayal is foregone
again, the intensity is less
again, the brave are favoured
I still pan for specks of gold
others grab rocks looking for fortune
I envy them
they can sink down
humble, to nature, to others
I am peerless, on my own
my mind grows much larger than a fist
it spits out many things
at first I am nourished
but I would like more
I build an idol
golden and lovely
but first i picture it in my mind
that is where it stays
i will not give up a speck of gold
for the chance to see that come to life
its too much
there is no chance of it standing
i cant afford to waste anything
once is enough
no more hiding from the image
the golden one

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