These words are thick and they fill the air

Spare your soul and tell your story,

Sell your glory and inflate your pride,

Let the flood clear the room and let the heart face its doom.

These words hold me in bondage and I ache-

I long for freedom but they continue to take.

The words said, unsaid, the ones you never wrote…

I search for the answer and the anecdote.

Subtle chains of hate, a justified morale you eloquently communicate;

My ears burn with desire to no longer hear your fire,

Illuminate my life with deeds of honor and trust,

Let the air clear of greed and lust.

Put your mirror away and your worries will stray,

Make room for me and possibility and let love in:

And wondrous changes will begin within.