I am onboard again
Frightened as hell
Up, up it goes
Click... Click...Click
Each step
No turning back now
Why did I agree
In the first place?
Oh it's hard to explain
Circumstances
Plight
Illuminating moments
That fade, fade, fade
Perhaps there's STILL a way out?!
YES! Perhaps
I can fake illness and scream
S-T-O-P!
It won't do
So long as the coaster stays on its tracks
It is safe
No blunder
But how else can I avoid taking this ride
To hell and back?
I wonder
Teaching has been
A sorrow-FULL
feature;
Of old matinees replaying on a broken
sore reel...
I so love this job
I really do
But the episodal stunts
Are deafeningly loud
in this room
I feel the reverberations
Long and late into the quiet of the nights
on end
The ride to-hell-and-back
So dead set on track
That I so wish
I could
Abandon and
Never go back
Scary as the summit be
Woe betide in itself!
It is not just it
'Cos it never does have
a specific destination;
How it flows so evenly
Till it settles in place
Where fatigued
And slow
I lie in slumber,
coiled in lumbar pain
Therein lays
One in tragic state
When the hell-a-coaster
Lands in a toaster
Defiled
And forgotten
Soon all else will fall in place
For all to see
And the face arisen
Creamed and straightened
Uplifted spirits
Un-challenged
On the go
Till everything,
everything doth show
Creased I may seem
Yet I choose to remain
gleam
Unfazed by crimson flames
Long forgotten
Still ablaze
Lightened much
As I stand
Tall and still
In my Lord
revealed
Naked truth
Done and dusted
Forlorn no more
Him I adore
Creeping near
To this door
Where all filth
Outpour;
Oozing resin
Cleared!
Soothed
In soul
Sores no more
