When forests burn I learn
to look within to see
the inferno inside
I rage within this cage
I made solely myself
for myself called silence
Livid beyond belief
I ask why I am me
why I burn down forests
Language cannot explain
my actions to others
inside I feel no pride
Only when I begin
to let the embers dim
I feel a sense of calm
When forests burn I learn
to account for my sins
to accept my defects
Of character weakness
to overcome my true self
to conform to the rules
Remember I am not
like others I inform
the world in my defense
Defiance rules my thoughts
I offer you the bird
to which the defense rests
Ask yourself if you feel
none of the laws make sense
these are the trees I burn
I learn from my actions
not ever to get caught
let others buy the farm
No one can say I'm wrong
without saying my thoughts
make for social rejects
Missing from this picture
of systems of justice
is why an outlaw cools
Your glass of Scotch whisky
with cubes of ice instead
of lukewarm well water
Perhaps your bartender
has a charming appeal
a glint in her steel gaze
Only she knows what burns
best brighter and faster
than any star I turn
Strangers into new friends
from one bar to the next
I don't love your daughter
To settle down make roots
by the lake a willow
to cry before the blaze
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