Songy Song Poem by Nathan Streango

I saw my purpose, in the sky, it pierced my eye,
i saw the purpose, of my life, to get it right,
we chased the shadows, all away, we weren't afraid,
we're chasing shadows, everyday, and go astray,

and while the sun shines on my face i know i'm not a waste,
and while the stars shine overhead i know that I'm not dead,
and with my legs secured in place i know that i must race away,
it's like my legs are made of lead scarring from the place i bled,

i see the people, they look bored, i must implore,
we gaze at carpet, on the floor, a false decor,
i call for freedom, from the chains, from being maimed,
we're used to ugly, to the stains, its like we're all restrained,

but while the sun shines on our face we cannot be a waste,
and while the stars shine on our heads can't act like we are dead,
and even if we’re put in place still we always race away,
face our fears of life instead and maybe we will win in end,