Take A Look At You

This man without eyes
I dunno
He just doesn’t have ‘em.
He searches the skies with
A radio wave length
Leans against a back yard fence
Woven in wire
And says that our thoughts are like fish
That don’t swim very far
Dis­tract by things
Here we for­get to search far
Fur­ther fur­thest worth it
Mind and heart beat drum works it.
We run round in circles or on cycles
In gyms
Run­ning run­ning run­ning our guts down thin
While the man without eyes
I dunno
He just doesn’t have ‘em
Leans on a fence
Sits in the park
Listens and touches the skin of the sounds:
the wind in the grass
the early, the hungry the late bird call and dog bark.
And says
I didn’t choose this
I didn’t choose this -
Dark
And says
That we listen to
Things without pur­pose
Tin words about loss
By a young per­son in ser­vice with a rose and a cross
on days where we line up to pay
homage to her­it­age
built on the bravery of broken bones,
on the sling­ing of shots and stones
into other brother’s homes
for the pur­pose of -
Peace.
Please.
We didn’t choose this.
We didn’t choose this.
Dis­trac­ted by things here
We for­get to search far
Fur­ther fur­thest worth it.
Mind and heart beat drum works it.
Listen­ing to stor­ies and songs
One sided no won­der we fight it
And people died did no one stop
to sit and won­der
or just stand and
try to untie this?
At which point did hope become mis­guided?
This man without eyes
I dunno
He just doesn’t have ‘em,
He says our minds
are like leaves
In autum chan­ging col­our
when dif­fer­ent sea­sons come
Fall­ing and flit­ting in breezes
Where are the reas­ons?
He says we believe what oth­ers say
more than is needed.
Yet
When I heard him say
‘I didn’t chose this’
I believed it.

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