Saturday, 26 August 2017


There are times
When the world is unwilling
The fuel we seek
Remains diminished
We fall and rise
Hatch a plan or two
It begins to rain
We find excuses
Wait until after dark
For quiet moments
That let go of yesterday.
Seek out new songs
Old rhetoric tossed aside
Create laws out of dust
Staying alert, beyond command
Release acts of disobedience
Strategies of renewal
Fruits of endless toil
Storing ideas, to work their hidden will
Beyond conditioned chains of time
Weather the storms,
With clouds made of tomorrow