kevin browne

Grow With Despair.

When we were right and then things took a turn on the ground
Finding things different whether anyone thought it was wrong
Inside and out of the decision that got caught up in wishing well
Farewell to the past that feeds the endless wrenching of a soul
Caterpillar wait in cocoons for protection built with wings attached
Trusting Gods strength to follow and show us all the light to love
And in arms that shouldered the way through this enlightened life
There are the passions filled up with every ounce of availability
Legendary wizardry won over the myth of surviving under water 
A gift of talent produces new ways of reverting away from the old
Fabrics on sale for whoever has the remedies to bake up a storm
When in failing with the opposite then that fatal attraction takes it
Relentless winds blowing in the wrong direction fluttered up a nest
Seeing honesty became habits for the intended thought of robbery
With sails leading waves in the ocean ahead of pirates drunkness
That there sat a parrot on his lap and so a squawk was invented
Containing fearful mysteries then don\'t ever look back just run 
Sitting on benches left alone the death of any useless alcoholic
A jester stalks the mediaeval dreams of pulling up the drawbridge
And as fires burn the light into arrays of such beautiful colours
We sit, we think, we talk, we walk, we share. we grow with despair
Those unreal thoughts captured in a life that was wasted upon it
Sharing the guilt of what was caught alive and repaired by dead
Remembering in your faith and remembering to live your life.