It is time
For your sweet release
Let go of this physical world
And embrace the spiritual.
There we can talk
We can play dominoes
And giggle
We can be whom
We’ve been all along
We won’t be restrained
We won’t feel frustration
It can be just you and me
Having coffee daddy
And your voice will be heard
And it will be written
A legacy embraced
And all will be as it should be
It is time.
Time for a sweet release
Trapped in a steel cage
Of silence
The tongue clumsy
Derelict of its duty
Unable to serve its master
Trapped
Unable to say
What you want
What you need
To be mad out loud
To say how you feel
Or don’t feel about anything
A mind alert without
A voice to support it
Is just that…
A trap…
So unfair
And cruel, and unusual punishment.
Let go.
It is time.
Time for a sweet release
Writing Wings For You 