Chasing Our Tails
The game began with an
Innocent joyfulness
Free from structure
Rules limitations and
All regulations
Improvisation and dancing
Were engulfing
All encompassing
Wondrous tales
Anything was possible
Creativity reigned supreme
No need to keep score
Intricate details forgotten
Roamed like a pack of wolves
Taking turns being the alpha
Day turned to night
Night to day
We took our time
No need to rush
Just chasing our tails
Wonderful embers burn lost to the wild
Life seen through the innocent eyes of a child
Yet one day it appears, guiding us to center
One way beyond the here, if we but remember
Angst clinched fists
Fists so tight
Vision ever piercing
Confused about what's wrong or right
Yet fight with teenage might
Won't give in don't give into
The corporate deception
Feeling so sick of what's to come
Years of contemplation
The further we progress
The game seems changed
An illusion of control
Yet as we come of age
The puzzle goes out of focus
No clarity
Feeling scammed, feeling scammed, feeling scammed
Bullshit hocus pocus
Wonderful embers burn lost to the wild
Life seen through the innocent eyes of a child
Yet one day it appears, guiding us to center
One way beyond the here, if we but remember
Onto the final lap
The vessel has become weathered and worn
The mind is scattered now
Struggling to remember
Fleeting glimpses of the starting line
Coming around full circle
Finally approaching the end
We feel the desire to begin again
Reaching out in hand
Clinching with All our might
50/50 chance
Pick heads or tails
No winners or losers
Just chasing our tails
Writer/s: Justin Dagostino
