Little Infinities

Captive

Where I stand and where I sit,

Where I can see over kids,

and where can I sit and poop,

Seeing all God as made,

And releasing old food,

So different things to compare,

I only compare because,

We are held captive, by the

Same old song and dance,

the same old rotation,

I'm saying throw a curve ball,

Sing a song, write a poem,

Pray to whatever God you believe,

Instead of the same old song and dance,

Step out your comfort zone,

Be free, break the chains of captive,

And fly with the sparrow,

Roam with herd, and gallop with the horses,

instead of passing me by,

I'll grab you by the hand and run,

Because I hate seeing you stuck in a rut,

Waiting for the next move,

So pursue,

Leap ahead the crashing waves of oncoming storm, that storm is your end,

Cause we are stronger than the storm,

all your doing is leading towards your death,

So set yourself a goal,

Every night,

And break the chains.