– Clarence Holm
Working for others, chasing whims and dreams
Drifting with visions, thinking impractical schemes.
Sipping cheap whiskey with water, singing a country song
Friendly recitations, sweet reveries prolong.
My thoughts kept churning in my head last night
Fleeing from nowhere, my directions weren’t right.
I had reached for stars but they’d slipped away
In searching for dreams, most thoughts had gone astray.
My life and my decisions hang with me today
Those choices, that Karma, are flowing my way.
An existence held prisoner by risk pushed aside
A lifetime full of pathways and doors left untried.
What a waste of a future, a fate left untested
A hardship, a friendship, risk left arrested.
A life of avoidance, a song with no dance
A boring existence – this adventure sans chance.