Take Your Pick

Take Your Pick 1/7/2013

My heart is bleeding
But it is not broken
And my future is bleak
But I am not defeated.

I awake
And I arise
Still going through the motions
Deliberate and sure.

Automatically knowing
Where to go and when to turn
I make my way to work
The same as before.

Yes I am chained
Chained to a desk
And paid to be quiet
Like a lamb.

But all is not lost
And this world will never own
My heart
Or my soul.

We are just sojourners
On our way
To somewhere else
And far better.

The lion sleeps
But stirs in my stomach
Burning in my heart
Like a thousand secret suns.

I am alive
And this is my story
Go and tell yours
So that we may rejoice
And live forever.