I sharpen key to our escape
30 December 2024

We are but energy to steal
they prod us with hoses of steel
Just like how the calf gives us veal
our bodies deliver them food

Quantified as ounces or grams
we are chosen right from our prams
we are the innocent, the lambs
we may have nothing left but hope

As the feelings within us rise
we fetch more than bodily prize
we have much to do in surprise
we will cut the nozzle away

The light that into our hearts seeps
as the illusion our world sweeps
into proverbial eye that weeps
makes us more than we can fathom

Build with me bustling cathedrals
where mind rises above the knells
I was going to unknown hells
now heavens will pave me a road

Once laden with many a sigh
only hands lifted to the sky
now knowledge within lifts me high
I sharpen key to our escape

Reading of the poem:

Clann – I hold you