Why I Cannot Be Defined

Why I Cannot Be Defined

 

May 8^th 2021

 

 

Wild is the west in my mind.

Vivid images In a cage,

Yet still running wild.

the drinking was real

but the gun slinging

is just a metaphor.

Chasing and roping

Just for sport

Has a different meaning

When the lady is now

Happiness,

And not just for me.

 

I hope now in my prime

I will not be defined

From my teenage ways.

For yes there is sill

An animal inside,

B t now it is on the loose

And looking to pounce,

And play with,

The heart of human nature.