Hold on

Hold on.

Don’t loose your grasp

Let the winds dislocate your joints as you’re stretched

End to end. Beginnings back to beginnings-don’t stop.

Time will run around you like a wolf does it’s coming meal

Hold on.

Don’t close your eyes.

You’re house may burn, but don’t you run.

Let the legs of your chair burn below as smoke

Drains into your lungs.  Let the pitcher tip- don’t stop.

Let the carcinogens inside like a chronic smoker does with his every cigarette

Hold on to what you know is true.

 

 

Truth isn’t here, and if you are what is not here, nothing here can make you any less than you are.

Have hope my friends, for our faith is untouchable.