SOMETIMES THE WORDS ARE NOT MINE

SOMETIMES THE WORDS ARE NOT MINE

Sometimes the words are not mine

I just let them be and let them shine

I let them fly as high as they can

For I want them to take a decent charming flight

Unless they get stuck onto some grind

I ask them to back off for I fear they’ll lose the fight

Sometimes the words when the words are mine

They come by as they are as much as they shine

I try and keep them low just so they can sooth

But they scathe inadvertently, incorrigibly

I, then get stuck onto some apology

Sometimes I come clean, sometimes I fail horribly

For the least to speak,

Taking a stand and a stance on my words so meek

I free them as much I possibly can

I let them reach their destined object, human or inhuman

If they ask for a little too much

I’ll hold them tight if they get out of hand