Today I Will Be Today I will be the strings that I strum; Gently thundering by the will of my thumb, Constantly changing by rhythm and tone, Based on my finger—No-- based on my bone. Today I will be the tack in the wall Providing stability for friends in need, I won’t let them loose, I won’t let them fall! And I’ll show them that they can trust me. Perhaps a digression, perhaps a mad switch Perhaps I’m acting like a son of a bitch But always being taken advantage of Starts to strain my love… so… Tomorrow I will be servant to no one. Going about the day until my day is done. But today I’ll be those strings that I strum And tonight I’ll just fill my throat with rum.
Published on Dec 12, 2013