HAMMER
( J. Wilson)
© Ochiltree 136 Publishing (1998)

Don’t you sometimes wonder how it all just slipped away
Or was it even within your grasp in the first place?
Between the jobs, between the lovers,
before the man you want to be,
There’s a solitude that begs the question:
Will you not be free?

You used a matchstick to clear you of a fog
Your silly speech obscured a needed dialogue
You ran ragged when you should have taken a stand
You used a hammer when all you needed was a hand

Met a singer last night she didn’t recognize your name
Told her who you were and how that it was such a shame
That you’ve been so out of touch, you just seem so out of luck
Drag your ass through the years, but it always gets stuck

You wrote a chapter, a poem would have done
You shone a lantern into the mid-day sun
You gave orders o’er which you’ve no command
You raised a hammer all you needed was a hand

Don’t you sometimes wonder if you effort is to an end
In such hot pursuit one often tends to forget:
The dream it was, the dream it is, the dream it will never be
All those countless shapeless moments, alone is where you’re constantly

You grabbed thrice when one would have sufficed
You spent a fortune on precious little time
You could have asked, but instead you did demand
When you raised a hammer all you needed was a hand

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From the Album: DARK CORNERS