Preparing For Yesterday’s War
So here we are at starting time,
And preppies take a road that's mine
Or was before the former war –
Should I be prepping as before?Temptation's to step to that plate
While quite aware it is too late;
For times have changed and world is not
The one prepared for, which it's not.It's as a TCK-guy now
I look at all, like this, somehow
And see that it won't work for me –
Doors closed, I press on walls that be.And even if I was in there
They for the last war would prepare,
Or for artistic-output types
Of which I'm not, so would not like.Close fits, but somehow off the broom;
I struggle in ill-fitting room –
“Just soap the walls and twirl around”
He jested when small showers found.My cues are out of sight once more;
I cannot exit any door;
Once more a mess, I cannot see;
Out of the body-life, that's me.All prepped and waiting at the door;
I'm out of touch, don't know the score;
To sit here now another day
Will drive me nuts – it's now I pray.How disconcerting is this way –
I hardly see the light of day;
The anchors for my way in life
Have slipped their cables in the night.Lord open up my eyes to see
The road you have prepared for me;
Then grace me to walk out its way
Until there dawns a newer day.navigation