Sunday, July 8, 2007


One more year of riding this bus
One more year of working
I'll be finished with my schooling soon
No more town people smirking
When the time comes I'll catch the train
Forget this place and all my pain
My little sis and me will head on out
To find a life
No more having to do without
The sun shines brighter somewhere else
In the cleansing of the coming rain
I just want to have a life
In my own place-simple and plain
To sit by my window
Look down the street
Watch the children play
I have been molded
Upon the potters wheel
Wrought from the finest of clay

© 2006 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

1 comment:

The New Kid In Town said...

Peaceful and serene :) Everybody's dream :)