Take Down

They want to take me down, push me from the cliff, throw me down to the gutter. I stutter, struggle to find the words to speak, while these waters come crashing over me, covering me, seeking life within that's been sprouting. I reach for the waters' edge. Beneath this daylight I can see a glimmer of hope but can't make out the detail. Woe my soul is all I hear, that familiar sound, that familiar voice that once used to haunt me keeping me awake at night, going throb throb pull a start stop, gotcha throat.

I cling to my dear life, against the new steel rails I found unwittingly, till my fingers go white and purple, my teeth clenched tightly till the sides of my head begin to hurt. If only the waves would die, dry out, recede back to where it came from. Let me go! Loose your grip, unclip my wings, stop this right now! Let me go, let me go!

Who are they anyway? Someone used to say. I dream of a better world. A world without laws and bylaws that choke the original restoration of mankind. A world that doesn't penalize you when you fall short. A world that I could breathe easy, freely.

Give me sleep with peace and dreams that heal. Give me wings to fly and soar above this crowded hour. Give me rest oh my soul, lord bring my eyes your balm to renew. Restore the courage in me, a lion that fears no evil, snares nor shifting shadows. Give me wisdom of an eagle, eyes that see through the haze, hands that pushes the right chess pieces in place.