When do you play?


When do you play? Fly, high, completely away?

When do you soar? When do you roar

Like a lion in your den

Scaring people, then running away

Laughing and laughing until you cry

Tears of joy and tears of pain

Don’t drift back down that road again

Play, and play and play some more

Obliterate the ought to, shout at the shoulds,

Run over hills, wander through woods

Return to childhood but retain the strength

That life has inflicted through torn muscle length

And the breaking and rebreaking of hopes and dreams

The cries of fear, the stifled screams

Take that steel, create your sword

Play with life and play with words

Because you don’t want to hear, that very last day

That thought in your head, When did you play?





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