River

A river is led seaward and bended by its father's channel so deep in the valley
A river is led seaward and bended by its father's channel so deep in the valley
And I stretched my language to the edge of savoury, cursing the life that I've landed
And as I approach the age of thirty
Father, I'm closing in on you
I have come to appreciate, things have crystallised, we all have the same dispositions
Some people are straight and some are not
We all have potential within us

Some people are straight and some are not
We all have potential within us

Some people muster much more motivation
While others we languish frustrated
Some people muster much more motivation
While others we languish frustrated
And if I were to grab the arm of another, as they did rise to a position of status
Would it be the hanger or the hangee whom has achieved? And would to sell the story of a journey, although the journey be under someone else's steam, be reason enough to place oneself in an important position?
In short, I feel redeemed and empowered despite suffering my old constitutions

A river is led seaward and bended by its father's channel so deep in the valley
A river is led seaward and bended by its father's channel so deep in the valley