I’m an artistic soul who runs amock
Given in to too many fantasies
Only a hammer to my name
Come and enjoy loving hard
And long haired legged truth
Driving a hard bargain
With a straw hat for the sun
Leaves a weary worker
Leaning in for two more glasses
Reminding him of a ghost
Running deep in his blood
Scoffing at each new penny
Spent in mirths dear folly
Along the road of distant drumming.
Tag: bargain
Guilty Plea (day 748)
At once there was a gathering of heroes
Soldiers of duty that swore to their master
Guardians of public safety, truth and honor
I, turning round and around
Trapped like a target
Scared like a victim
No it wasn’t a champions bargain alone in the middle
I was the coward; in the game just a pawn
Scrambling for words in desperate desire
In the words of desire I had pulled the trigger
Attempting to alter my position
Captured by the air I inhale, I was gambling
But my hair was not so light
Held up there to scare
I was an example of a rebel to society