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Every night to let go

Posted by Simon Parke, 30 June 2020, 11.50am

Every night to let go

Of every rage and thwarted move

Every past and future thing, which gather to oppress

They keep us awake, like drunks in the street

So every night to let go

Of every dream conceived

Every hope caressed, this longing game

Which makes a mere corridor of today, no place in itself

So every night to let go

Of each secret plan

So hid from view, we hardly knew

Growing in the shadows, though rather taking over

Like bind weed in the soul

So every night to let go

Of every claim, every right

Every wrong and rotten luck

Every grievance, every ‘why?’

We won’t stir the pot, we’ll empty it

We’ll empty it tonight, empty it out

And every night to let go

An empty beach, a stretch of sand

With energy for all things

Enslavement to none

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