“Come down off of that high” — The world screamed
As soon as I set foot across the line, the world turned with rage
Why must you be so happy they questioned
Not understanding the depth of reality
They at once struck down their sword of want and routine
They wanted no one to be outside of their own mind jail
“Come down off of that high”- The world commanded
Slowing down the tide, the time was right, I had all the might
And then it turned so fast, the world won
For a brief moment-
The world had it their way
They enjoyed the joyless sorrow
“In fun and play, this is what we do”- they said
“We strip you off of your dreams and bury them deep below the fears that you’ve been fed”
The world doesn’t come out to play
The brick walls and networked boxes are life is all they believe
Stepping on the grass and feeling the wind is a thing of the distant past
Seeing a strand of hair blow off of my face the world screamed again
“Come down off of that high- Don’t you smile and don’t you frolic”
“There’s much to be done, the earth has to be dug and wood to be cut”
Too much work to be done they said
All in a race to stay alive
All in a race to win the false prize- A crown of golden bones
Blood sucked out and brains scrambled in this world
But a crown of gold keeps it turning day in and out
Nightfall comes and the thought settles again
Cross the line and forever be free with the sun
Leave the world turning; they won’t even notice a lost slave
There’ll be 1000 more born out of standard life expectancy
Every day will be consumed with filth and more
Should I jump the line- or forever be a kid of the cage
The sweet night breeze comforting and light
Whispers prayers of delight and swirls my hair once again
In spirit the earth is right
A massive fix and some healing attention are more valued than a run across the line.
The sun breaks the silent night
“Get off of that high” — The world screams for the first time this day.
The looped life begins again.