A Welder’s Son (poem/song)

A Welder’s Son

I am a welder’s son
Whose mind wandered
And found itself a home
In the word
And the way
People
Talk to each other

(Chorus) But I am a welder’s son.

I am a welder’s son
And every now and then
I need to remind myself
Of the hard, hard labour
Of the hardest craft in the world
One of them
At least

(Chorus)

I am a welder’s son
Whose life wandered
Beyond
The machines
Beyond the massive
Weight of steel
The blinding arcs
And the burn of torches

(Chorus)

I am a welder’s son
But there is a life beyond it
He has earned it for me
Lived it for me
And now I share words
With the world

But I am a welder’s son

I am a welder’s son.

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A Yet to be Titled Song (Poem)

A Yet to be Titled Song (Poem)

Break the truth

Into a shallow pile

Of words

Not

Even

Worth

Typing in full

A coming of age

In an atmosphere

Of shallow talk

Of shallow cuts

And shallow graves

Of the mind

Slow death of language

And love

Or passion

(chorus)

And I’m standing on a road to somewhere

I’m standing on a road to nowhere

I’m standing in a place for me.

And I’m right here fucking losing my mind

This time, It just might be the last time.

(chorus)

Cause I’m standing on a road to somewhere

I’m standing on a road to nowhere

I’m standing in a place for me.

And I’m finding what it takes to break me.

I’m finding only love can kill me

(chorus)

Cause I’m standing on a road to somewhere

I’m standing on a road to nowhere

I’m standing in a place for me.

Got lost into a wonderful breakdown

Then lost into a pitiful breakdown

Until I’m just done

With everything

I’m just done.