Allies Poem by dan wittenkeller

I told the wind to weeo back to my arms
even if this town seemed bizarre
the lights always shown down those allies
If only they could of taught me to be somebody

I was telling stories by the roadside
speaking to strangers in tongues
and they told me to let go
they told me to let loose
I spoke in syllables, they said speak your mind
speak your mind
If only my brain wouldnt shut out
everything i was taught about
how the grass may not always be greener
but if your head is down, so its your demeanor
if only the wind could hit my back,
then maybe i might feel solitude
if i heard the breaths in my ear
the wind through my hair
if i felt the palms of the sun upon my lit face
maybe then I could trace back to these allies