Friday, February 28, 2014


Bound in chains, the chains of my own
I planted them well and now they've grown
More and more links I make and I add
My conscience grows weak, my heart becomes sad
But this feelings I take no heed
Just make more links at the quickest of speed
I keep them hidden away from all
No one must see me when I stumble, I fall
My friends, they know me for who I am
Adults still me as a little lamb
Oh, it will pass; its just a phase
Pretty soon you'll laugh when you talk of these days
They say this often; I don't know why
If they saw the chains they'd yell or cry
It is so hard to loose these chains
For now they've become my walking canes

Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke


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