The Promise Land & the place called Portend
What I wanted
Since I was a child
A place named 'promise'
A safe place
Where all needs are met with abundance
No more pushing around
Slander silenced as you enter
Insults become vapor
Drowned out by dripping honey, sweet
In longing for this 'promise' land
Childishly, I created another place
I created a place where the last drop of honey was used
To glue together the bits
Making the best of it
Because I longed for safety and home
And because I gave it an effort
Are you saying I deserve less than a promise?
You said you loved me
You felt me yearning
Yes, it wasn't for you
So you let me wander
let me 'try'
I wanted nothing more than safety
You left me in the stickiness
To figure it out
Couldn't you have told me it wasn't worth my time?
Spared pain times pain?
That is not your way
Well, what is your way?
You build into us a deep hunger
An instinct for the plan we have lost
But then you let our instincts evolve to cope
And you call that coping sin nature
Or is that what I call it?
I might have deep intuition
But I am deeply at a loss
Show me the promised land
I have walked out of portend
Into the strong tide of desert dune
The sandy pull of a heart broken
Please do not leave me here