My Drowning Insurrection
Posted on 17. Jan, 2007 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume Two, Defiant, Loss
Have the tides changed so rapidly,
pushing against the shores beneath calm waters
as the ebe of life draws to and fro
that one cannot dream without risk of drowning
fighting against every motion, every inaction
wondering if passion will lead to surrender
or if the serenity merely represents acceptance.
I do not care to know,
to fight against a nature so fluid.
It is not a way I care to preserve,
not a struggle that will keep me afloat.
I do not fear, nor do I surrender.
The way my life will drift, I will not control.
No one will tell me, to navigate within safe waters
for I am sailing by myself, with no route home.