Holding Down (Poems, Prayers and Promises)
Holding Down
Lately my spirit is held down
And my head is bouncing like sound against the walls that are surrounding me
It is that it’s my darkest days
and somehow I’ve acted plays that now lives to make me be
So now I lean to the side and drift
like I am waiting for things to sift through the fine chains that surround
Like a bird on the highway as the cars go by
doing everything from keeping to fly and go where I wont be found
Tracks In The Dust 