IT’S BETTER THIS WAY

the more I see

the more I flee
the more I hear
the more I fear
the more I think
the more I sink
the more I try
the more I ask why

time’s not on my side
my thoughts in disarray
lines have been drawn
to what I’ll do and say
limit has shown its face
there are words that I must keep
the rule is very simple
what I sow is what I reap

i see the line
i recognize the sign
i’ve to encage
whatever’s on my mind
i can’t set them free
though I need a breathing space
because there are choices
that I cannot simply replace

the lesser I see
the lesser the imagery
the lesser I hear
the lesser the fear
the lesser the thoughts
the lesser what I’ve to say
i guess it is better
it is better this way

RMP
1999