Arid And Free Poem by Daniel Richards

Today i find no use in sitting and wandering what’s going on
Even if I don’t know by now
When the rooster cries at the break of dawn, I look out my window
And all of yesterday has gone

Today I wont sit and wander why, as it never stops it just carries on
But I will sit today and cry
They is no use in turning on the light today as the dark is so heavy
It blankets any shine

My time is all but over as a businessman comes and takes all that’s mine
But theres many here among me,
And we believe they live life as it’s a joke
But among this haze to confuse
Im the king of my view and in the distance a wild cactus grows

Arid but alive now my wind begins to growl
Freedoms my virtue and to the cacti I walk a flow and in my
Slipstream the others will go,
And here where its arid we will find our home