Cold Bleak Sun

 

I’m no superman not someone above the fray
not different from you, from you or you
I’m just trying to stand up and find my way
without really knowing what I need to do

I’m no conquering hero not like some I know
dead & dying in Afghanistan or Iraq
today I’m a method actor in a bad reality show
but them, I know, are never coming back

I’m no poet with words of wisdom and strength
just someone who has a simple point of view
sometimes its meaningful…but then again
its just a simple thing that I sometimes do

I can write of death and courage and the brave
but it’s ink on paper, pixels on the screen
I have never had to contemplate my own grave
dead and dying is something I’ve never seen

There are no words that can be spoken
to heal the bodies that have been broken
there is no place that we can hide
when what we fear is from deep inside

      but tomorrow we can make different

Sometimes wounds are hidden behind blank eyes
stained and scarred on a soul…on a heart
I’m no more qualified to calm those cries
or…to even know where I should start

Today those wounds kill as well as any do…I know
but never seen, they seem to be ignored
still an actor, still a stage; all for show
sadness the only emotion I can afford

There are no words that can be spoken
to heal the minds that have been broken
there is no place that we can hide
when what we fear is from deep inside

     but tomorrow we can make different

The past is often the greatest wound of all
likely the one no one can escape from
bright pain that breaches an inner wall
living under the stare of a cold bleak sun

Claws of memory, teeth of tears and pain
we think it undefeatable, always beyond our abilities
try to shove it back behind the wall, again and again
our fears…we can’t see the forest for the trees

One day we will look beyond the past’s scaly shadow
toward a future where the sun is not cold and bleak
we’ll stand and we’ll shout and we won’t be cattle
happiness will be the only reason we weep

There are no words that can be spoken
to heal the minds and bodies that have been broken
there is no place that we can hide
when what we fear is from deep inside
there is no place that we can hide
when what we fear is from deep inside

     but tomorrow will be different

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