East To The Border Poem by Carlos Daniel Neves

i'm going east to the border
i'm just waiting to see
what are my orders
what do the gods hold for me
but i won't ask for their mercy
because i know they won't give

i'm going east with the spirits
both good and bad by my side
so you can ask me where do i fit
between the light and the dark
i'd say i'd fit anywhere
anywhere but your arms

i'm going east to the border
where you ain't around
going further and further
from where i can ear your sound
i had to chose where i wanted to go
to the east or thr ground