A poem I hope to put to music |
Childhood faith And forest And more I would speak and you ignore Wings and horns and leaves and fae I can see But you turn away Love and hugs Cartoons Hold my hand I tried to sing But you didn’t understand Chip me Crack me Scold me Remold me Crack me Break me Hold me remold me Look here’s love child Now settle down Stay here close And don’t look down Stay and try And work and cry This is how We all do it now Other ones are cruel You see But you say it all comes down to me If they are mean Then it must mean That there is something wrong with me Chip me Crack me Scold me Remold me Crack me Break me Hold me Remold me Why can’t you understand I can see that you care but don’t understand Grown and all out On my own What I do I now must own Still some are cruel and I understand I hold my life in my own hand Work and try And do or die Its all my fault if they don’t understand Chip me Crack me Scold me Remold me Crack me Break me Hold me Remold me Now I know You aren’t my prince And I don’t need To be rescued I’ll find my own tribe Who understand Finally I understand I am a statue of glass With a molten steel core And each time I break I am remade once more Chip me Crack me Scold me Remold me Crack me Break me Hold me Remold me Peace comes with fur And love with a purr And loyalty and faith With the wag of a tail Connect with the waters And the fish understand And feeding a bird hold flight in your hand Waterfowl gather And horses approach Deer look right past And wolves will encroach Grasses wave heartbeat And trees blow my breath Waves chill the hot spot When I think of death They understand Somehow without speaking They all understand My children will look And they will all see The understanding Deep within me The tribe hears my soul And shows me their heart I feel now it’s time to make a new start Chipped me Cracked me Remolded me Cracked me Broke me Remolded me Glass statue with A molten core I’ll break the mold And be broken no more |