Motionless in Bed

5 09 2006

East

Dreamt of going east,
Finding things foreign to me,
Like love, joy, and liberty,
So you said that this is life, this is life,
And as our children recede into their rooms,
Into the dark hallways of their solitude,
I pray that they’ll find what I could not,
Enough a reason to live on.

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