escape

escape

8-4-2012

while you escape from me 

i am bitter with forgiveness, 

you will never visit

and i am left bewildered

do i reign my horses

or let them loose over plain,

like thunder with our cries

like beauty in blue skies

perhaps we will know

whether it was meant to be

or if you did not equal me,

trudge on traveler weary

your only voice lies in an image

i am not even sure that you exist,

i am apt to dream fantastically

and memory is an elegant lie

the stars watch as we question

our very existence, our option

whether to plunge a sweet blade

or taste the breath of life's aid

one thing remains for us here:

to live as we have never done

for many wish to be free, gone

yet trap themselves under cone

one thing remains to be discussed

heated arguments fill our blood

and words spoken, heart flood

will we ever sustain our drown out

rising seas and scouring resources

the real answer lies behind struggle

chasing something we do not want

products we need to buckle, taunt

meet me where the sun hits cement

i will be lying there in suspense

hoping my mind's eye sees clearly

or if i am lied there by angels

the future unknown is clear

but a sharp picture of our past

do we hold dear to our bier

shift the engine, work the gear

i am no prophet, but a seer

James P McCabe