Breaking the Motion

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Like high winds,  you move me, 

Pushing me in the direction that you seek. 

Limiting my resistance by damaging my own needs. 

I can’t grow when you try to control me,  

Ignoring my desires and muting my soul pleads. 

So I run to the nearest shelter hoping I can wait you out. 

Years go by,  as I see others drift about. 

Walking to the beat of your drum, 

Emotionless faces and pain a dulling numb. 

Yet, here I stand still awake!

Afraid of losing my own individuality,  by playing the games you create. 

The house always wins,  so I’m going against the odds. 

If I remain content in this house,  I’ll never have my own with a two car garage. 

So I am going to run till I hear the ocean hum, the sun sizzle, and the winds sang the unsung. 

Be nice, mind. 

Be quiet, heart. 

Be brave, soul. 

Peace & Love Always

By J. PETERS

 

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