First Fiddle

First fiddle, then fight

Stand firm, and resist the flight

away from yourself,

away from God,

away from the truth

that blocks your 

understanding 

of where you've been.

You've coped,

you've battled,

you've studied in school,

You're ripe,

and rich,

and somewhat cool.

Stand firm.

Continue to learn,

Blossoming 

with new wisdom,

new growth.

I still repeat this old refrain.

change,

change,

change.


Just don't go.
Don't wander far and away.
Stay
at least for today.