Slave to love

Oh thunder road

the distance between then and now,

there and home

I light a candle and pray

for my old friends

for the sweet bird of desire

to sit next to my loneliness

How many years was I a slave?

looking for a tower

to try my wings

to fall nowhere

I wanted to be a slave to love

but I was a slave to revenge and worry

and so many things

that my childish fingers grasped

and would not let go

What did I worship instead?

What was the worth of all my dreams before now?

I do not remember at all