Today

Today is the day I win, succeed, blow
That tide of bad luck, grow
My wings and fly
Away from the bonds of my chosen guy.

Today I could become something
Worthwhile, remembered, I could swing
Down and grab an opportunity floating
By with both hands and cling.

Today I could disappear
On the winds of time, no fear
Of starting anew,
Turning the page, staring into the blue.

Today I could see the world,
Dance away the night or get twirled
Into the stars up there
Breathe deeply that cool, clean air.

But I know I can’t
Its inevitable, it’s grant,
Because of my guy, I’m his prey,
I shan’t go now, perhaps another day.

Poem by Alex Hodson

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