Push
By Kiah
Push15 years long coming and 14 days hard running.Held myself down so long I can hear my funeral drumming.Oh lord you gotta help me out & see me through,I stumbled my own enough to not know what to do.Race & raced until the end of me as fast I can.Tried & tried until the end of the man.So pick me up & push me on.I think I got just one more wrong.Took me all day to drive one place fast.Looking back quickly as I could at the past.Tried to forget where I cam from,to make it easier to run away from.15 years long coming and 14 days,held the weight so long I think I might stay.How long it will go on no one really knows.We can only watch life happen like moving water flows.We can the change the path with our manipulation and control.Yet nothing can stop the water with all our toil.No matter how you make your life you’ll end up dead.Until that day may the roof be dry over your bed.Carve hard a way through the rivers of this life.If I give you my sword would you let go of your knife?Put down your battle flag if I apologize?Is that what you want when you look in my eyes?What you kill in yourself is that which you despise.Push me away from the earth so I can see through bigger eyes.Life will push you down so fight it hard as it tries. Written October 14th, 2001 © on Oct 14 2001 09:48 AM PST 0 • 1
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"Push15 years long coming and 14 days hard running.Held myself down so long I can hear my funeral drumming.Oh lord you gotta help me out & see me through,I stumbled my own enough to not know what to do.Race & raced until the end of me as fast I can.Tried & tried until the end of the man.So pick me up & push me on.I think I got just one more wrong.Took me all day to drive one place fast.Looking back quickly as I could at the past.Tried to forget where I cam from,to make it easier to run away from.15 years long coming and 14 days,held the weight so long I think I might stay.How long it will go on no one really knows.We can only watch life happen like moving water flows.We can the change the path with our manipulation and control.Yet nothing can stop the water with all our toil.No matter how you make your life you’ll end up dead.Until that day may the roof be dry over your bed.Carve hard a way through the rivers of this life.If I give you my sword would you let go of your knife?Put down your battle flag if I apologize?Is that what you want when you look in my eyes?What you kill in yourself is that which you despise.Push me away from the earth so I can see through bigger eyes.Life will push you down so fight it hard as it tries...."