“The Long Walk To Freedom”

Over the mountains of peril, through the valleys of despair,
a journey of a thousand miles starts with a decision to finally care.
As steam rises from the lake of sorrow, and autumn leaves fall to the ground,
while everything is dying, you can hardly notice the sound.
It’s an awakening of the spirit, that starts the walk ahead,
It’s wanting to do bad things, but doing good instead.
While others fall beside you, and you try to help them to their feet,
make sure you have the strength, or they could bring you to your knees.
And when the roads are winding, and you come to a rocky path,
put one foot in front of the other, for the pain and shame won’t last.
And when the time comes, when you feel like you’re finally there,
remember where you started, remember that you care.

“COLDSTREAM”

I walked through dark hallways, always knowing there was a better path.
I balked at the harp’s calling, always knowing there was a better map.
I stayed transient,
always moving,
couldn’t stop.
Had to keep going.
I had no direction, bleak was my life’s perception,
had to keep everyone from knowing.
I sailed on a black river, endlessly flowing.
I tried to paddle upstream, but my arms got tired of rowing.

Then one day I just let go.
I threw my arms to the sky, and wouldn’t you know?
Suddenly the water was crystal clear.
I found my purpose for which I had been searching for years.
Like a harmonic symphony I had an epiphany and I cried many tears.
The river led me out to a wide-open sea,
but suddenly
I had no worries,
because standing, was the Lord, next to me.

“I wander if he knows,
that I can’t stand his sight?
But something draws me near,
I know it isn’t right.

But what if everything we know is all just a wicked lie?
F*ck morality, I think I’ll live my life.”

…Hato Tiratzo