Stallion

They always say
When you die
You’ll meet god
He’ll give you wings to fly
The more and more I let it go
Turn the pages — sinking low
Someone’s looking out for me
Chained me to the kitchen sink
I can see, all I need
Reach for it, find a key
Ahh man
Stallion walking on my back
I raised it from birth
Never holding back
Not one moment
I don’t inquire
Now I’m weary
Hide from the fire
It’s almost like
I’m an expert
Trap myself
Under a feather