Gravity sucks and the whole world falls What is of earth to earth is drawn down What I want to do is leap these walls And fly in the sky over my town To soar through the night in the moonlight
In his world he could never be himself So he surrendering to family Lived as a dusty knick-knack on a shelf Not any sort of life as all could see Except for him but he could not be free
Or is it that he would not be? The fear Of disappointing and shattering things Which are there to be shattered always brings That sense of ultimate futility Which fashioned his politely modest mask Pleasing his parents but proving to be Ultimately unworthy of his task
And so he shot himself one day and died Buying the gun from a scary stranger Who saved his soul by ending the danger Of being understood for who he was His parents and clients and pastor sighed But out at Fairlawn it was nice because His dusty knick-knack friends all came and cried
Gravity sucks and the whole world falls What is of earth to earth is drawn down What I want to do is leap these walls And fly in the sky over my town To soar through the night in the moonlight
I am of earth but also of sky One my left hand the other my right So to spend half my time in the sky Is both my birthright and my delight The same thing is just as true for you
We have to rise whatever we do
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMVII
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Reviewed by Tree Spirit (Reader)
Reviewed on March 13, 2007
Nice poem Mr.Lance as always,glad see new stuff that your writing.Lot parts i liked about this poem.
The same thing is just as true for you
We have to rise whatever we do.
Like that key verse,very powerful,we sure do have to rise in all things.
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The same thing is just as true for you
We have to rise whatever we do.
Like that key verse,very powerful,we sure do have to rise in all things.
God bless&Get well soon
and take someone with you if you can
beautiful the picture
the meaning
the poem
take care
Chrissy