If I am going to burn
because I am not good enough
pure enough
smart enough
to see and hear
what I am supposed
to think and feel
defined by rules
and deeds
penned by another’s hand
I will gladly strike the match
and go with the flames
free to run, free to walk, free to fly
free to be me, free to be a dream, free to sleep
free to think
and breathe.
You can stand there.
You can watch me burn, see by my light
and wait for the darkness to take you
back.
Word of The Day: Obdurate