1998 Songs


There are times that we are un-reconciled to ourselves
Shameful, blameful of ourselves.
Some shelter in the rain
On our path of self disdain
I aim to go. I aim to go.

Tall walls, confine around me
Seal the path, constrict around me
So I climb onto the slippery ledge.
I fear the path I tread, but
I aim to go.

I’ll take it slow
Watch it grow
I’ll take it slow
But I aim to go!

Because, Some of us choose to live
And some of us choose to die
And some of us choose to climb above it.

By Makar

Stephen Sutherlin is a designer, poet and musician. He writes poetry about life in the southwest and enjoys metrical lyricism.

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