Pendulum man

{ February 23, 2010 @ 12:16 pm } · { Uncategorized }

A rusting rod and rotten wood
His weight a slave to gravity
Every swing so strong, every swing so willed
Every swing inching towards the free.

Approaching the crest he stops to think
A pause that seems to never end
He rocks right back to where he began
Like rules were made to never bend.

Ambitious to begin, a drudge at the crest
The fulcrum still holds ever so tight
From left to right and back to left
He affirms, soon, he’ll  have his flight.

He defies and ignores the eternal wheel
Dreams his dreams swinging on and on
“Inevitable” a word for the weak
It’s him who tells the dusk from dawn.

Evenly paced, calm and composed
Who’s to see the tempest inside
Like breaths that never seem to end
And seas with never-ending tides.

Black and white, he’s done it all
It’s all in him and his two way trip
It can sink or swim for all he cares
No one’s leaving this rocky ship.

A rusting rod and rotten wood

His weight a slave to gravity

Every swing so strong and willed

Every swing inching towards the free.

Approaching the crest he stops to think

A pause that seems to never end

He rocks right back to where he began

Like rules were made to never bend.

Ambitious to begin, a drudge at the crest

The fulcrum still holds tight

From left to right and back to left

He affirms he’ll have his flight.

He defies and ignores the eternal wheel

Dreams his dreams swinging on and on

“Inevitable” a word for the weak

It’s him who tells the dusk from dawn.

Evenly paced, calm and composed

Who’s to see the tempest inside

Like breaths that never seem to end

And seas with never-ending tides.

Black and white, he’s done it all

It’s all in him and his two way trip

It can sink or swim for all he cares

No one’s leaving this rocky ship.

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