B side

B side 5/9/2014

Let the words bleed out

And pour out, into space

Flowing where they will

In a flood of passion

And sacrifice. 

There are bigger things

Than what I want

And souls are more important

Than my reputation

Or pride.

I have asked for the words

And I can feel them building

Forming inside

One after another

And firing like a machine gun. 

Let them loose

And let them burn

In a pure blast

Of who you are

And what you believe. 

Who would have thought

That this could happen

To you or to me

An undeserved gift

Clear as a diamond. 

They can slam me around

And dissect every meaning

But it doesn’t bother me

And it shouldn’t bother you. 

They can take my name

And trash it

Any way they want

But I am still the same

Just as I, always was. 

There is nothing better

And nothing more pure

Than summoning the spirit

And telling the truth. 

Horror, tragedy

Disease and death

Happen, but so also

Does joy, happiness

Tenderness, and love.

If we could only know

Deep down within

That with everything

There is a flip side

Of contentment and grace.

Some will love you

And some will not

But what they think

Does not matter

Compared to how we live

And what we do. 

There are many things

I will never do

But that  is not a reason

To wallow in regret.

Flip it over

And play the other side

Because there is always more

And it’s better than you think.