Had to Run
Had to break the chain
Not worried about the pain
Running thru a field
Must not stop or yield
I think I hear shots flying around
Can’t make myself hit the ground
God please hear my call
I don’t want to fall
Felt forced to be someone I didn’t want to be
i had to run to be free
Must run to the top
That’s the only place I’m allowed to stop
Feel like I should just keep going
To a place where greatness is flowing
10/29/2008
theglender commented on Had to Run
11-07-2009
11/16/2009
SILKYTWEED commented on Had to Run
06-26-2009
06/27/2009
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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