Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Tonight

Behold, the battered pieces of straw
  flitting about the queen city sky
The languid confetti of mobs and klans
  tugging their own children backward.
Hark, the echoes of sadness and sorrow
  filling her in, passing them by
The yesterdays she wishes they'd had
  will be for our children tomorrow.

--korywilcox // www.korywilcox.com

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Gone Someday

We had a good run,
but we cannot stay
and let time slip away.
We let time slip away.

But we had a good run,
had some boom, had some bust,
just the two of us
and our miracles...

They say:
"home is where the heart is"
and that death's just a heartbeat away.
So, if your heart's already left
then you better not stay,
because we'll all be gone someday.

We had a good run,
but it's coming to a close-
the wind blows where it blows,
the Spirit goes where it goes.

But we had a good run,
had some laughs, had some fights,
had some terrible nights,
had some talks with God...

They say:
"actions speak louder than words"
but the heart speaks for both anyway.
So, if your heart's already left,
I guess there's nothing more to say.
I guess we'll all be gone someday.

The heart's been accused of great deception;
there's a chance it might lead you astray.
But if your heart has up and left ya'
then you best be on your way,
because we'll all be gone someday.

--korywilcox // www.korywilcox.com