The Burden of a Cliff

 

Does anyone feel the way I feel,

A cliff to hold the heavy land
To work and strive for another's will,

Separated from sea by sand

Here I stand, watch the waves dance and play 
No mind paid me as each day pass

So free and upon the beach they lay, 
Careless mingle and others cast

Oh, if a wave, not bound by this stone,

Free of which task imprison me
Now and ever I stand here all alone 

Never will they and I become we

That's what I wish, cut off, let me sink

All I want are waves of my own

And meet a cliff, to me be no link

Yet here, indeed my seed is sown,