Sanctuary

I’ve lived in this space

This time and this race

I’ve lived many lives

Died many times

Died many times

These eyes on my face

Where can I feel safe

Give me a town

Give me a name

Give a me a sound

Give me a day

(Spoken word)

So Ive left the sanctuary

Sighs and breathe ins

February I marched

to the war outside

Exhale my sleep-ins

Migraines from

lucid dreaming

Different states

Different dialogue

They gave me

another tongue

To speak with

One with the country

Too many people

Back in the sixties

Living in excess

So much to process

Give me a potion

Give me a potion

Give me emotion

Give me yeah Give me

Give me a drop to

keep the pain at bay