Faster Than A Speeding Bullet



Not much in life genuinely propels

Other than when we are under a spell

Whether it's caused by love or true ambition

... These are really the only two conditions



To make us go well beyond our lines drawn

The ones surrounding our very own lawns

For we feel a certain safety within them ...

And to go beyond, there must be real pulling



... Something driving us to reach out there

Something beyond just good looks or fair

It has to be something we really feel we need

Something we want or desire, upon which to feed

 

And when we find this - to our heart's content

Then even bullets fired straight - become bent

... Compared to this urgency which pushes us on

For it's deep within us, and thus ... becomes our song



- Tristram



© Christopher W. Thomas

10:10am Tuesday, Feb. 9th, 1999