Twist and Stretch

Twist and Stretch 4/3/2014

This road has twists

And this road has turns

So you had better pay attention

And know when to brake. 

Even danger can become familiar

And even death common place

Lurking in every breath

And flitting about the shadows.

How many of us, have felt it?

That strange and disconnected feeling

That we do not belong

Never have 

And never will.

And that all of this, we do

Is just running in place

Nothing but a colossal waste of effort

And time.

Hurting every day 

As we are dragged along

By necessity and need

Conforming to the mass

And pretending we care.

We look at others

As they scramble over each other

Bringing up the same old things

Over and over again. 

Never questioning

And never contemplating

What it is, that matters

And what it is

That is right.  

We do, what is the easiest

And we do, what we must

Suffering through it

Until we die. 

I have thought of these questions

For a very long time

But I still can't see why it matters

If there is nothing we can do.

The world has fallen

And the world is foreign

A strange and upside down kingdom

Where nothing makes sense

And nothing is right. 

Where the guilty are praised

And the good punished

Where the truth is ignored

And everything is fake.

Deep within us

Deeper and smaller than our eyes can see

There exists the answers

Where all who sleep

Are remembered. 

We love to laugh

At the dead

And boast that, 

We know better.

But all of them,

And all of us, 

Will rise,

And all of us

Will know. 

Maybe there is something

You have missed

And maybe there is something

We could still learn.

But only if you try

With all of your strength

Stretching for a moment

To the other side.