Little Wild Womyn.

Dragon roars spitting flame A truth unbearably hard Clamps down A spirit true no more Covered in other's false claims of security Shakes under another light When quiet is the understanding No more will I let This anger cry alone How can they take this soul  And make it nothing Surely there is another way Doesn't love stand for something? Community of spirit Hands reaching from hearts hungry with love To help and give and show others the way No self gain Only for love they give True with-in and with-out Am I only an outsider? No more part of the dance Than I used to be How do I take this gift And gift it to you? Then I am nothing but a stupid dream that feels so much Yet cannot give true Bound Useless Crazed with anger at those who take My beloved's breath away Ever heard of loving? Ever thought beyound your own fear? Wrap your arms around Instead of straight arming into madness Do you not listen? Not care enough for your own life That you take another and kill it with blindness? Puff the magic dragon Roars into the night Knows he cannot move For he is chained And his dreaming only takes him further Into himself Under a blanket is a friend Scared into a broken balance That cannot be shaken By those of us less than mortal All is needed Nothing is given And life As we know it Lives on.A vent truely needed... Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 07 2002 04:49 PM PST   18 • 0 • 9