From A Sparrows Veiw Point; Cardiotraffic Poem by Jacob Nambe

Where are you all headed in such a hurry
Wait, where am i headed in this one-way heart of mine
Slow it down a bit, there is a hold-up ahead

Desires speed past lights of caution to a garage of furry
Created from the future they long for a place here where all is red

It feels so heavy within, i think there is a heamorrage
Two tears down and i feel am loosing
Everyone is bruising-yes, but why do i feel am hurting the most

At this bridge beyound which is no-mans land
Dark pregnant clouds with unfortold uncertainties
Am scared!
I want to go home, but i need the laurels, accolades and tittles to compleat my iniciation

The life lines look so thin each time i look, but thats all there is
I long for somthing thats safe and warm
In the absence of which i have drifted, drifted to sip from the necter of the worlds finest, what it tastes like..? i have to sip again...i dont know!
But it has left my kidneys and lungs with much recovering to do

I long to be aware of tomorrows rising sun
I want to feel it slowly dry away the dew from my skin
Have always had a disdain for surprises
But what now..?

I will rise and make my bed straight, search for tell-tales in the clouds and pray for showers of blessings
Stick to the road less travelled and leave my prints in the rocks
For beyound this bridge, i intend to cultivate and call it mine!