The Drummer

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Flight or Freedom

Here I stand,
lifting my wings, in honour,
knowing I need a doctor,
I give my astute honour
displaying my symbol of freedom
knowing it’s death I need
to do this for you.

I stand above this crowd,
for my ego, for your own light, or mine.
I can not muster the determination
in how you caught me, and where you were
when you took me in.
I can only show my brevity with bravery.

At The End of The Line

All signs are graffiti.
I’m happy to know that.

I will post to keep you.
As all messages are personal.
Some of us have people to lean on,
some of us don’t.

I say post.
Some of us will be sensitively insensitive,
to them I say situations are handleable,
lean on someone.
I get they feel their visual space ‘robbed’
I say mine has been enriched.