Caught Up

how do we get back away from the grind

that gives no slack to the frames

the ones we filtered first

which widened our eyes

through their colors shapes

and designs with everything

so brand new and everthing

so pure and true when saving the world

could be done in a day

with a cape and an imagination

ready to play on our hands and knees

we crawled and watched as our elders

walked we soaked up all we could clung

to what we knew was good and glazed amazed

at what unfolded before our face

to find out we'd forget it all

by being caught up

in a race that isn't for fun

at all with hands frustrated to do

instead of willing to try living by the clock

and slowly wasting away in tie

on my hands and knees i plead to see the way that a child

does see

and waltz around aware not drowned

not buried down or cornered slammed a fresh start

entity an easy way to be unless you're past the age