Speeding ahead at full throttle
ignoring the blinding signals
flashing all over the horizon.
Not minding the howls of restraining wolves
Just moving ahead to hit the spray.
Insanity beckons, freedom snaps its knuckles
Rushing headlong into the falls
Neatly folded chapters flutter in the wind.
Knowing fully that the dash will end on the rocks
Yet powerless to stop the sway.
Gouging out the dormant demons
Pulling the tails of sleeping hounds.
Shaking the foundations of the card pack castle.
Inviting the tornado to tear out the pages bound.
Releasing the lava, packed under layers of dutiful clay.
Challenging the soul, mocking the vacuum
destroying the monotonous calm for ever
Aware that persecution and disgrace stand blocking the way
Will confessions soil the sanctity of the undeclared bond ?
The few forbidden words, will they spring forth today?