Safe

Safe, sound and trapped just the same
A cage replete with its own sense of shame
Move quickly, the door it is open, ajar
Bask in the shadows to conceal the deep scar

Breathe ever deeply, a lung of fresh air
Exhale the toxin of doubt and of scare
Over your shoulder from where you once came
Freedom replete with its own sense of shame

Grope in the darkness for new chains that bind
Panicked and frenzied, your new daily grind
Snuff out your passion and smother your hope
Drink the elixir, a new way to cope

Find yet another new place to dwell
Give up once more, your new private hell
A cage replete with its own sense of shame
Safe, sound and trapped just the same

Blind Man's Doubt

Now we discard the old
How could we be so blind

And celebrate its loss
And strike it from our mind

Then we embrace the new
Invest in it our hope

And condemn ourselves to
The same piece of rope