Eugene Francis Jnr Kites
My sister once told me
As the world unwound before me
That I would find my wings but the price was broken bones
And that day I fell from heaven
Well my soul it needed mending
She tied my shoes
And she helped me to my feet
And she held me to the sun and she let me shine
When my past became my present state of mind
And I’ll touch on the ideals which you’ve always meant
But without your air or fragrance there’s no scent
And my kite comes down
Now I must find the confidence
A seraphic coincidence
I leave you now but I’m promising sunny spells
So with your words speak holy
It will be your matrimony
Of your service to the sentence of this life
And I’ve been second guessing all this time
Cos it’s hard to find the penance when you don’t know why
And it’s hard to swim when the waters over head
Don’t give up yet
And frozen rain is not just hail
Forms the beauty that is snow when the summer fails
You’ll prevail
