I want to flow like a river
Unlike a stubborn dam
That binds and forces water
To flow in barren lands.
Worth and duties are shinning chains
That tear my soul apart
My voices below, with murmur low
Remind me I am a heart.
Thoughts come as statements dry
In ifs and buts and when and why
They lack vowels and speed nor words
That speak of things more subtle and sly.
I brand them abstract
And laugh at their sight
For my eyes see what glitters
And men say is bright.
My hollow sounds are for me to hear
I want to live to die
No more these walls and concrete
Let the water flow by.