To do no more than sit and write
Let my mind fight what it feels it needs to fight
Always knowing, not what's right
But that nothing need be kept from sight
That whenever I wish to shine the light
The tightness will try to keep it tight
As nighttime falls into blue-black night
That bright day no longer bright
With such decay that I just might
Distill the darkness with sheer insight
Show my mettle, fight my fight
As with my mother I'll fly my kite
Share our love, forego our plight
