Seldom Thought
Ordinance
The bell tolls and I begin to wonder why
It is the hour hand that prevails
My life lead by the speed of the minute
As I watch seconds pass before me
And the hours of others trailing behind
Bound by a time too short to allow myself to live
To live free of it
I am without shelter
Without control
Defenseless
In both the world around me and in my head
The bell tolls and I begin to wonder why
It is the hour hand that always prevails
Not until my lungs collapse will I be free
To escape the confines of frailty
My legs unable to carry me
As the thoughts race through
My breath unable to stay
As I must face the sun alone
Not until my lungs collapse will I be free
To escape this frailty that has confined me
I am without shelter
Without control
Defenseless
In both the world around me and in my head